Interracial Intercourse is such a beautiful thing. Two different worlds sharing one moment. If only the beauty from that moment could last forever. It doesn’t. The world wont let you enjoy too much beauty. You have to find the beautiful moments in life whether they come thru sin or servitude. I just want everyone to experience better.
Grab Her Ass
Don’t be tender, she knows why she’s with you…it’s not because you can write her poetry to make her believe romance still exists. She doesn’t want romance from you. She wants your ignorant thoughts and ignorant hands all over her bawdy. Look at the contentment in her face. She’s content because she’s never done things like this before….or maybe she has?. Look at the commitment on his. He’s committed…to her ass. He’s holding onto her buttcheeks like its his last unemployment check. I know this look. Its the look of security that can only be achieved when she tells you she doesn’t care what her father thinks and calls you “daddy”.
She Wants The World To Know…She Doesn’t Care What They Think
The thought of being in public with her man. Her chocolate man…make her feel like she’s in a fairytale. She won’t even judge you for still having waves after 30. She doesn’t care about your baggy fossil watch. She just cares about your love. Her beer drunk kisses probably taste amazing. She wants everyone to know that your hugs make her feel like all the hugs she didn’t get throughout childhood no longer matter. This is the world she cares about. Interracial Creamthighs
She’ll never be over you
This is what makes her happy. You and Her. When she’s in your lap; she knows no one else is. You can’t text another girl with her sitting on your penis. You can look at all the other women around but they wont look back as long as she’s remote controlling you with her ass. Just continue the cycle. Argue, Make Up Sex, Argue, Break up, Don’t Mean it, Argue, Makeup Sex, Argue, Break up, Don’t Mean It, (REPEAT) with lots of Arguing. That’s how interracial love stays fresh….Arguments and Orgasms.
You’re Just A Phase
She’s not too good for you. She’s just too white for you. Y’all might love each other and all that; but do you really want to be together forever? She doesn’t. She just thinks she does. She just wants to do ratchet things until she has to grow up and finds someone her grandparents will really approve of her dating. For now…you’ll do. She’s in her rebellious phase. She’s gonna be extra. She’ll wear a “Pittsburgh P” Chain to be like Wiz Khalifa; but her parents don’t let her listen to rap in the house. If she tells you she loves you and her uncles don’t like you….you’re just a phase. If her family goes on vacation and never invites you….you’re just a phase. If she never asks to try real soul food (high cholesterol helpings) she doesn’t want to learn about the culture her future child will need to know about….you’re just a phase. Fuck her vigorously until she decides that she really does want to make her parents happy and stops dating black boys.
She doesn’t want you to change for her
When she met you; you were doing ignorant things. A part of her wants you to be better, but not at the expense of you changing. For what? She doesn’t want you because you wear oxfords and get to work everyday on time. She doesn’t want you because you have a great 401k and a 5 year plan. If your 5 year plan is just to stay alive and make more money than you did the day before; she’s down. She just wants to support you as long as you’re not doing wack shit. Her life is stable enough that you’re just the right amount of ignorance she needs to get by. She loves vibing with you on the weekends and thinking about you during the work week. Make the moist of it.
The world was designed for interracial interactions. That’s the only way we can really progress as a human race. All these flavors of flesh out here and people want you to believe that only one is here for your enjoyment. Dating someone the same race as you is cool. Boring and Predictable; but cool. This is life. Try things. Yes i know there’s a world out there where racism and bigotry exist. I don’t live in that world. I had a white teacher lady in 6th grade who would always wear low cut sweaters and tops….and offer to help the people who were struggling with their work. I noticed this. So the young creep I was at the time; I began to need her help. Once I saw her cleavage up close and personal like….I began to get better grades. That’s my titillating testimonial. In 6th grade a white lady made me want to be better. My life was influenced at an early age. I just have ignorant thoughts on interracial love. If interracial porn is wrong; why does it look so right? Why do dominican women make you believe God knows what n*ggas like? Why can’t everybody just love everybody?