It was getting late in the evening and Karen was starving. She had just gotten back from a seven week business trip to Kenya and she was craving some American food. She also was craving black cock.
While in Kenya, Karen accidently saw one of her clients undress. He was a gigantic Kenyan. Akeem, standing about 6'7"with at least 10 inches of massive, dark meat. Karen couldn't stop thinking about that glorious morning as she looked in awe watching his huge cock swing from side to side. It was as if, it was moving on its own and Akeem had no control over the big, black monster.
From that day forward, Karen craved black cock. Every black man she saw, she wondered what his cock looked like. She was a Midwest girl, who grew up in a Catholic home and church. There weren't many black men where she was from, so she never had a desire about black cock. Sure, she heard about the myths and even looked up some on the Internet, but Akeem's cock was all she could think about.
Karen ordered some food and was awaken from her day dream about Akeem by the ringing of her doorbell.
"It's about damn time," she said, as she whisked to the door to get her food.
She was exhausted from her trip and all she had on was a robe and nothing underneath. When she opened the door, she got the shock of her life. There stood the delivery man with her bag of food. But the food wasn't what caught her attention. The delivery man was a spitting image of Akeem. Well maybe not a spitting image. He was a few inches shorter, and definitely better looking. She quickly peeped down and saw the bulge in his pants.
"Oh My God! His cock looks huge," she said to herself as she quickly glanced back up into his eyes.
"Miss, here is your food. Better take it before it gets cold," said the delivery man as he tried to hand Karen the bag of hot food.
The delivery man had a nice smile. He was dark skin, about 6'3"with a smooth looking bald head. His eyes were dark brown and by looking at his arms and chest, Karen could tell that this guy spent a lot of time in the gym.
Karen wanted him so badly. Her longtime boyfriend of seven years broke up with her about six months ago and Karen was tired of using a vibrator to cum. She had to have the delivery man.
"Ok thanks. But could you come in for a second. I want to give you a tip but my purse is in the kitchen."
"Sure thing miss, but I have other deliveries."
"Oh, this won't take long. I promise," Karen said as she gave him a friendly smile.
The unsuspecting delivery man walked into Karen's home not knowing what was about to happen.
"Today is your lucky day," Karen said to the delivery man.
"Really? How so?"
