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But again, I AM NOT proclaiming ANY of what I've done, or do, to be good. I'm not a good person, and I'm well aware of that. I have perverse physical needs, and enjoy delving into twisted black supremacist fantasies, the sort of which plenty of people think are too much. That's fine, it's called fantasy for a reason, so I don't feel too guilty for liking what I like. I'm never going to sleep with my wife's sister (though I'd love to), or fuck the teacher at my daughters school. I'll never fuck that thick assed Latina girl who works at our local supermarket, or go for a group scenario with the squad of female joggers that frequent our street. But that doesn't mean I won't think about fucking all of them, or even commit their likenesses and first names to my writing, making sure they all get exactly what they deserve;
Big... Black... Cock.
