Your hung black boyfriend likes to engage in gay sex rituals, including you worshipping his big black cock. What kind of kinky rituals do you do?
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Please further note that all characters depicted are of legal adult age (at least 21 or older).
Excerpt: Do you want to hear about my worship ritual of Adam? I gotta warn you though, it’s probably among the kinkiest things you’ll ever hear. Alright, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Whenever we’re in the mood for sex, I would treat it very seriously. After all, he was my black God and hence, deserved my lustful respect.
I would sit naked on our bed and call out, “My Lord, I am not worthy, but if You could kindly spare me a moment, I am ready to receive You.”
Adam would wait a little, making me beg and work for it. I knew he was right outside the bedroom door, but where was the dignity in giving in so easily?
I would get on my hands and knees, right onto the carpeted floor and literally beg. “Please, my Lord. I want to worship You now but I can’t without Your most gracious presence.”
“Alright,” he would reply in his rich, bass baritone voice. I always thought that he sounded like a TV announcer.
He would then titillate me by walking into our shared bedroom with a mysterious and seductive look in his chocolate brown eyes.