My grandmother was a strong, intelligent woman. But unlike many of today’s women, she didn’t need to step on a man to feel her worth. Women like t...hat are rare today, especially in the black community. We need to stop the hate and mistrust and spread more love. Because I think black men and black women united can be a beautiful, powerful thing. Most of us don’t remember the 1960s because we weren’t born yet. I was born on the sixth day of February 1986. However, I recall my folks discussing. I watched with anxiety as she traced the veins on the back of Sam’s hand as it lay on the thigh of her jeans. But I was stunned mute by the combination of alcohol and marijuana. “Yeah, you know, we get real high and then have freaky sex,” he said, grinning at her lecherously. My wife blushed and bowed her head so that some hair fell in front of her face. She peeked at him from behind her hair meekly. “Tell me more,” she said, still holding his hand in her lap. I gulped and tried to find my. I’m really having a problem today.. Something i’ve been shy to show anyone else.” “Oh is that right? What would that be?” she said. “I’m sure I can help you with whatever it is.” I hope you can. I thought to myself. I continued to egg it on to make her curious to what it was.. I could see her curiousity rising.. But she could tell I was up to something and she wanted it. She lightly bit her lip and ran her hand up her thigh a little bit. Almost as if she was trying to tease me now! I could feel. I have always envied and admired low hangers, and before my eyes was a great specimen. I mumbled something about his whole package and reached over to maul his smooth, loose gonads. My hand moved to his shaft and I squeezed and marveled at his huge swollen cock head, amazed to see and feel another man’s erection for the first time. I could hardly speak. My heart was beating way fast, as he whispered, “Suck it! I want you to suck my cock!”I flew to the floor in front of him as he took off his.