The way I see it, all white women are whores only for black men. It never ceases to amaze me how easily we arouse them and how eager to please they are. I'm glad I'm not a white dude, going around all pussy whipped.
"No! You're not getting any anal because it's dirty." She'll tell her white boy friend.
The next day, I'll be there and I'll have her beg on her knees for me to take her ass, which I promptly do. If I had a dollar for every time I've squirted it up some white girls ass, I could take a trip around the world.
The other day, for instance, I rousted a really buxom blonde out of bed at 7 AM.
"AAA Plumbing!" I yelled while pounding on her back door.
She was barely clothed and shocked to see a big black man at the door. Her lily-white breasts were ready to just pop out of her nightgown. I tried not to be obvious and licked my lips.
"Did ya forget that we was coming today?" I asked courteously.
"I didn't think you could come so quickly. Come in." She replied.
I could smell that she was single and living alone. With all my years of experience with the bitches I've developed a nose.
"What's your problem?" I asked.
She led me in to the master bedroom. The fragrance of perfume filled her boudoir and made me swoon. She must have been in her thirties, with really big boobs and a cute face. When she bent over to show me the leak under the sink, one of her gigantic jugs popped out. She excused herself and put it back in. I wondered if she had done it on purpose.
"That's okay, m'am. We'll have ya going in no time." I assured.
The name of the game with white bitches is to see how much you can get, in as little time as possible. Keep them distracted.
"Show me again, I didn't see nothin'!"
She bent over again and this time I pressed my hard cock against her buttocks. She was your typical white slut. Not sure what to do, she just froze. I kissed her neck and took a whiff of her long blonde hair.
"Oh, Mr. Davis. I'm afraid you have me at a bit of a disadvantage."
She averted my eyes as I casually slipped her bra straps off her shoulders and exposed the two humongous teats like it was the most natural thing in the world. They were big! She had nipples that hardened to over an inch long, right before my very eyes. I grabbed them between my fingers and started to suckle and nip the engorged tips. She squealed and nervously clutched my head to her breasts. I started to French kiss her. If you've gotten them to go this far, the rest is a walk in the park. When I was finished inseminating her, I took another snapshot for my collection.
On the way to the next job, in the panel truck with my son Tyrone, I tell him, "you can't always have every one of these white bitches sucking your cock when you snap your fingers. It's nice when they have pride and it's a struggle to get their sex. And always remember to keep in close radio contact till I teach you the ropes, okay?"
Anyway, as I was saying, remember that one from the other day? We got to talking, it was getting close to time to knock off so I chatted her up over a couple of drinks. Turns out her husband travels a lot and was away on business.
When the conversation got really lively, I told her I was a photographer and I wanted to take her picture. I pulled out my new digital cam and just clicked off some easy stuff to get her confidence.
"You've got some great looking legs! Lift them in the air for me!"
She smiled for me and I got some nice pictures, but they weren't anything to write home about. Though they would get a rise out of her husband if he knew she was showing off her legs to her black plumber.
"Don't take it personally Mr. Davis, but I'm not going to be your little white trash whore. You're in your 50s, you've got a gut, so I know your not rock hard very much these days. I crave young rock hard black cock.
