I'd sucked my 1st black cock in a public toilet which led to my passion for 'black meat'.I don't mean those huge horse-cock ones,though they ARE great... to wank over in videos/mags etc.No,I have never been a size queen,I leave that to those blokes who's arses are like buckets or who's throats are like bottomless pits,lol.This man was around 40,45 & he was a wet dream to a randy teen lad.He was slim but fairly muscular,(not an ounce of spare fat on him),beautiful glossy black smooth skin,an arse. Amy: I hope that's all of it, give me your handkerchief and I'll bind it for you. (She takes it from his pocket) Now, just lie quietly for a little while."(He lies down while she ties the handkerchief around his arm kneeling beside him)"Michael: Thanks Amy. You probably saved my life.Amy: Well, I guess I owe you that much. I wouldn't be alive today if you hadn't given me that radiation antidote.Michael: I barely had enough for two people, and from what we heard on the radio before everything. ’ ‘Yes Doctor,’ our neighbor replied. My father carried me to my bed and tucked me in. I was utterly grateful to be allowed to go back to sleep. Not to mention the interesting dreams I was having! ******* I observed the scenery as I approached my brother’s house. I hadn’t visited here in years, not since… I couldn’t help but remember it. I had found myself penniless and homeless, and had no choice but to go to my brother for help, despite it being winter. I am still not sure how I managed to. I wasn’t going to identify myself any further on the Internet than I had, but I needed to check my mail accounts. I knew exactly who had launched this attack, and he wouldn’t have done it without leaving me messages. Patterson was the kind of guy who loved to talk.Sure enough, my email had been bombarded with messages, some ranting about Internet spies, some flaming me directly, and all of them containing an invitation to click on a message that I could see would lead to another virus. The last.