LeTA0
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The right is paying people to rebut your critical comments everywhere on all the blogs. How many times have you seem a post on hp that makes you squirm because the comment seems to be so dumb in support of one of the Right’s issues as to be downright stupid?

No amount of logic will appeal to their common or logical sense. The just keep coming back with stupid comments that say they are either brain dead or just being obstinate for the sake of making an argument.

Well now you know. They are being paid to make comments to rebut your post.
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and said we have to talk. Do not mess with the minds of the women in the Netherlands. The men here know how to pleasure the women. We do not need the know-it-americans to interfere.

I not only get to express something that has been hidden away, I get to discover there may be a solution to my dilemma.

I am writing because I smiled deep inside as I was reading Carla’s post. Me, too, Me too, I heard myself saying to her post. Not to the money as my husband does quite well but he is far from $20 million, but to here reaching ecstasy with another lover.

We women marry what is available here in Japan. We really have very little choice. The men see to that. They have a system that totally favors being a man. My “me too” moment came when she said that if she had not satisfied herself with “real dick” from another lover she would have never known ecstasy.

I assume that lover was black, it was for me. He did not allow me to see what he was putting into me. I was over awed by how truly black he was. I stared so much he came over and introduced himself to me.

He said “I don’t bite, I saw you staring and I just thought it would be polite to say hello, hands across the sea and all that, you know.” I remember every word. I sometimes play his beautiful voice saying it in his perfect Japanese over to myself so I can come with my husband. My black god has returned to America and it is all I have left.

But for the 8 glorious months we had, my life was a miracle. When he made love to me the first time, I felt the full of him after a few strokes of his huge cock. I was so wet from the want of him that he had no trouble entering areas of my vagina no man had ventured into. It was WONDERFUL. The way he moved that huge throbbing black as the darkest night love song, inside me took control of my senses and carried me to a place I had never been.

We would meet in Toyama about an hour and a half drive from Takasaki. He suggested we meet someplace that would not compromise me. I suggested Toyama because I love the beach. Even now as I write I can feel that wonderful creature between his legs that obeyed him so explicitly. And as I felt then I do now,the need that I just have to see it.

OMG, when I did it was huge! I admired it and was awed that he could get that into me. Why was I not split open like a melon facing a dull fat thick blade? Even as I was thinking that I eagerly took that thing of incredible pleasure into my mouth and sucked and licked, and sucked. I would never stop I told myself until he pulls it from my hands.

He moaned and asked if I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I bopped my head yes and felt the explosion of warm soy sauce in my mouth. I sucked to get it all. He placed his hands between my legs to feel the wet excitement of me again. I stopped because I knew we would ride the currents of ecstasy again this day.

Akemi