Looking into the eyes of the Hijab-wearing Somali chick lying nearly naked on my basement table, I smiled with smug satisfaction. You're my bitch now Sagalina, I said smugly. The young black woman whimpered softly, and begged me to release her. Keep whining and I will gag you again, I smirked. Sagalina's eyes widened and she went silent, for she knew that I meant business. With my dildo embedded in her asshole and my fist deep inside her cunt, I had Little Miss Muslim right where I wanted her. The name is Christina Armando Vallejo and I approve this message.
For as long as I can remember I've always loved black girls. Don't ask me why. Attraction is attraction, what can I say? I totally get the nature of attraction. I am one hot mama and I know it. I stand five feet eleven inches tall while barefoot, with dark bronze skin, curly black hair and pale brown eyes. A lot of people mistake me for Puerto Rican or Moroccan, depending on the days and who's looking. I almost always correct them. I was born in the Dominican Republic, to a Haitian mother and Hispanic father. I consider myself biracial, and I am proud of my Afro-Caribbean and Latin roots.
My family and I moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, in the summer of 1999. We've been here ever since. My father, Ernesto Vallejo is a deliveryman for UPS and my mother, Marie Jeanne Lemieux-Vallejo is a nurse at Ottawa's General Hospital. I have a younger brother, Guillermo, who studies business at Algonquin College. We're a family of hard-working immigrants living in Canada's Capital region, trying our best in a fascinating and sometimes hostile world. Nothing in life is ever easy and my family and I are after the North American Dream. Even though my parents are somewhat conservative Christians, they're okay with my being a lesbian. How cool is that? They just want me to be happy!
These days, I'm at the Law School of Ottawa University. When I'm not in class or chilling with my friends, I pursue sexy black girls like Sagalina Ibrahim here. The more religious the woman, the more fun it is for a dyke like me to seduce her. I don't know why I am so into religious women. Maybe it's because my first sexual experience was with the lovely Miss Sharon, wife of a Jamaican pastor I knew back in Toronto. We had a lot of fun, Sharon and I. Ever since those early days, I've had a thing for religious black women. It doesn't matter if it's a Pastor's wife or a Hijab-wearing Muslim chick from Somalia. I've got to have that religious black pussy. What can I say? I like the way they smell and taste.
The first time I spotted the lovely Somali gal known as Sagalina Ibrahim, I was walking through the hallways of La Cite Collegiale, a Francophone institution of higher education located in the heart of Ottawa. The sight of this tall, big-booty chick clad in Muslim gear absolutely turned me on. That's why I approached her, befriended her and eventually seduced her. For me, seduction isn't a game. It's THE game. The only one worth playing. I love to seduce a chick and get her into bed. I am a seductress. It's what I am and what I do. And I am good at it.