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Before I knew it we were hanging out together, sharing secrets, being there for each other when the other was crying or hurt, it was a year later before Jovan finally asked me to be his girlfriend, I said yes, instantly. Over a period of two years we got to know each other, though we went through some tough times and alot of judgement from my father and his family we made it work, one night when I was stepping out of the shower I heard him enter the apartment, after a few minutes I left the bathroom and went into my room to get my night clothes on, before I knew it Jovan had grabbed me around the waist and began to kiss me, I was reluctant at first but then I started kissing back, I soon found myself looking into his eyes, oh how beautiful they are .. He pulled my towel down, then started to undress, I watched him very closely and studied his body, he was lean and tall, nice definition, well sculpted, he was perfect .. He looked at my body and reached out and grabbed my B cups, squeezing them, he made me moan then soon after pulled me into his arms and got into bed, moving underneath the sheets and covers we played, he tickled me as did I him, he fondled my breasts and sucked on my pink nipples, I rubbed and stroked his thick, uncut penis, he started running his fingers through my curly, reddish brown hair, he did the same but with a different patch of hair .. Using his fingers he spread my pink labia apart and teased my virgin hole, my insides immidiately constricted around his finger but he pulled out before I could trap him inside, I pushed him away, playfully then slipped down underneath the sheets, I could smell his manly scent and immidiately pressed my lips against his shaft :To Be Continued:

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Hello, my name is Avelynne and I live in Texas, I’m writing this story here because I was brought here by accident, took a look around and saw that there wasn’t much love going around so I decided to write my own little love story. My life began in Brussels, Belgium, I lived with my mother and father until things became rough, my mother left me with my father and my father lost his job, we moved from Europe to America where we bought a house in Virginia, I then moved down to Texas and have been living there ever since. I grew up a cold and lonely person, I didn’t trust very many people because of my mother and I was brought up on old morals, once I graduated from Highschool I found a job and moved out of the house, I wasn’t doing very well and dating was the last thing on my mind, but one day while I was getting ready to close a young man walked into the shop and ordered a cup of coffee, when he went to pay for his drink I didn’t notice him much at first but suddenly we locked eyes, feeling quite embarrassed and with nothing to say, he gave me his phone number and asked me if I would call him, though I was cautious at first I took his number anyway, later that evening when I went home and began to relax I decided to call the number on my cellphone, a man answered with his voice and I asked him who he was, he gave me his name .. Jovan, I gave him mine. He started to chat and soon became "online" friends, a couple weeks passed and we decided to meet up at my job, we sat down, talked and relaxed when I was taking my break, but during that time I felt something, something I rarely felt, love towards someone, and this someone was an african american, I was going against alot in my head, old world views and personal issues, I didn’t trust him but I felt safe with him all at the same time. :To Be Continued:

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