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My Sexual Addiction: Blonde Black Girls
Bad Boy Baller
This time of year at University is a fury of activity as all the new co-eds are finally out of their parents’ reach with a newfound sense of independence. As I approach the sidewalk that crosses the Quad, I see her coming.
I do a double-take to make sure I’m seeing what I think I’m seeing. My vision isn’t betraying me.
We close our distance. I see long curly dirty blonde locks, glistening brown skin, and thick luscious lips. A real-life Unicorn. A Blonde Black Beauty.
I look away briefly, not wanting to scare her. I turn my eyes back. She is 20 feet away, perfectly perky nips poke from her tight white tee shirt. The co-ed is looking right at me with a 1000-watt smile and gorgeous green piercing eyes.
I offer a head nod and a warm smile. The beautiful babe walks by. I think (if the back looks as good as the front, I will track her down right now).
As I turn my head and focus on her backside. Bingo! Bouncy Brown Booty cheeks twisting in blue jean cut-off shorty shorts. First ballot Ass of Fame.
I stop to admire while Mr. Johnson stands at attention. It’s as if each twist of her gorgeous gait is in slow motion. Left cheek, right cheek, left.
