Living In Color

Living In Color

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Couldn't you just have married a white girl Joshua....My mom shouted at me. I walked away grabbing the car seat placing my baby girl in the truck and headed back to D.C. My life of being married to a beautiful "cocoa mocha my let me stroke em" African American wife. My family being from Alabama and her family from Louisiana but raised on an army base. You'll soon figure out the issues of coming back home to visit my family down South
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"Though the only difference between you and Trey so far is that..." I lean by his ear to whisper. "I've fucked him before." I even kiss his ear just cause I love messing with him. He turns red but for a whole nother reason. "I know you're tryna get a reaction out of me and it's working." He says then leans by my ear. "But, baby guess what, I'll be deep inside you between your legs soon enough." His hand creep around my throat as he kisses my ear. "I'd love to see you choking on my dick." I gasp at his words. "I can't wait to hear you scream and chant my name as I fuck you into the bed." I bite my lip cause them hot flashes ain't no joke. "I'd love to have a taste of your sweet honey, devouring you." Damn butterflies. "I'm sure I'd fuck you better than Trey ever had and have you cum harder than you ever will." He pulls away from my ear to look me in the eye by my throat. "So you better stop playing with me." He lets me go roughly. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . It's the 70's and change is happening. Megan and Shawn are childhood best friends who grew up on different sides of the tracks. A love blooms between them, and things get complicated. A forbbiden love between best friends and races. A love so strong that hopefully not even society can take them down. (This book is still being written.) None of the pictures or videos are mine.

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