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*Dad's little horny cums to Africa*


Episode 1
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My name is Juliana, I'm 24 and a graduate of Marketing University of Illinois. I'm the only heiress of the famous billionaire Soma Makuney of Dakar, Senegal. I'm an intelligent and beautiful ebony lady with the perfect figure of 8. I came back to Africa after my masters program in Oxford to take over my aged father's many businesses and wealth; that includes getting married to a Senegalese of repute and good background.

All through my stay in the United States and in the UK, I've never had a boyfriend but sex mates I paid off after each round which failed to give me an orgasm. My dad made it clear from the onset that there'll be no white or black-white (Negro) husband for me, so I stayed away from love and had many sex partners majorly blacks due to their long dicks and sexy body that made my pussy wet on seeing them.

My first sex was at age 18 after a series of masturbations though. Mc Gregor, a body built and sexy white man from Atlanta Georgia was the first man to suck my clitoris but that was the end of whites for me. His dick was just 5inch when erect and didn't hit my walls properly not to talk of make me cum. He aroused me and ejaculated four minutes of sex during the blow job section leaving me with no option than to get orgasm with a dildo.

I resorted to black men(both Africans and Negros) but no one got me satisfied. I've had sex with 16 different men without hitting my goals. Yeah! I'm a sex addict. I had all I wanted in life except an orgasm from sex partners. I came back to Dakar, after my M.Sc and dad scheduled me for  marriage with a stout 36 year old man that happened to be a well educated business guru, filthy rich and dads far relative...

I obeyed dad for the sake of the business assuring myself of getting sex elsewhere. The honeymoon was damn boring and I can't but pray it ends sooner than I imagined. Our first night as couples, he managed to suck my boobs and nipple and refused to give me head, however; he enjoyed the whole process of my mouth running down his dick and deep throating.   He stinks and doesn't fuck well, I taught him all the styles which only lasted for about three minutes. Oh! What a waste?

It's just a month of marriage and am already tired of it. I feel better being single than married. I starved of sex and spent my money hiring young guys of my age and those in their thirties for sex, most have short dicks and the ones with long dicks couldn't use it well and many of them can't suck the pussy properly, majority don't. I continues with my vibrator and dildo untill that very morning my hope came alive.

Samkweke is a job seeker, 32 years old, single and very sexy. Black and muscular with veins parading his hands just the way I like it. I was to interview him but I ended up looking at him seductively without asking him anything whatsoever. I complained of my bra and asked Kweke to help me loosen its grip. He did it undoubtedly and I further asked for a massage between my boobs of which he also did. I felt his dick so hard rubbing my back. He must be 10inch I guessed. I immediately signed his Curriculum Vitae and gave him a job alongside my card.
#To-be-continued...

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