Oh, man. I can't believe this shit. This bitch didn't wash her pussy today and I'm forced to proceed with the licking because she told me that if I can't lick her, then I can't stick her. In case you're wondering who this is, my name is Stephen. Big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the region of Ontario, Canada. University dropout turned College graduate, contract technician for anything electrical, mechanical or electronic. And now I can add first-rate sexual adventurer to my list of my accomplishments. I'm your one and only sexual conquistador, The Hijab Hunter, ladies and gentlemen. And right now, I'm going down on a fine piece of Lebanese womanhood known as Khadija Wahid.
My latest victim, um, I mean lover, is something else, man. The lovely Khadija Wahid. She's from the town of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon and has been in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past fifteen months. Like many ladies around the world, Arab women included, our dear friend Khadija is curious about the sexual powers of Black men. Since I'm one of the best that Team Chocolate has to offer, I did the honors. Khadija Wahid got herself a hairy, wet pussy that tastes really wonderful but doesn't smell too sweet. Look, I'm not one to bad-mouth anyone. Especially when I've got my mouth on your pussy. However, I do prefer a clean pussy to lick. It's just my preference, that's all.
I was walking around the Saint Laurent Mall when I spotted a fine-looking Arab chick with an ass like whoa, as they say in the hood. You should have seen her, man. She was tall and thick, with quite the body on her. I have a thing for curvy women with big butts, which is a genetic attraction thing for Black men. I don't know any Black guys who don't like big butts. If you see a brother who doesn't like a woman with a big ass, he's probably not into women at all or he's a white dude in disguise. Word up. Anyway, I spotted Khadija sitting alone on a bench inside the usually crowded mall. It's one of the busiest shopping centers in the Canadian capital. I had to holler at her, man. First I had to make sure the coast was clear. Muslims might be a little crazier than the rest of us secular-minded people but they got sexual needs like everybody else. And everything about that thick Arab chick was oozing sensuality, though she wore a long flowery dress and a stylish silvery hijab.