White guys are more reluctant to send candid face pics. They seem to feel everyone they email might be their wife's best friend, or coworker, or an undercover sixty minutes crew. By contrast, black guys are pretty trusting. They send pics, exchange information, and readily assume I'm exactly who I say I am.
Oh, another thing: white guys flake. Often.
You guessed it... black guys show up.
I've had over twenty guys flake over the years. Two were black guys. So when I put in the necessary time to screen these fellas, ensure availability on their part and mine at a mutually-acceptable time, incur the risk inherent in sharing my candid face-revealing photos, and get my hopes up for a fun encounter -- it SUCKS to have the guy flake out.
HEY YOU! Yeah, You. You white guys that flaked on me? You missed out on THIS. |
I said in one of my first-ever posts that I don't have a preference for black guys. That's still true today. I enjoy black and white guys equally. So I'm not writing this from a predisposition for BBCs. But I do have a preference for guys who show up! I do have a preference for guys who find me attractive. I do have a preference for guys who trust me enough to send me their candid pics without a ton of begging and reassurances and games-playing. I have a preference for guys who are comfortable with my husband's presence.
So while I don't care about the larger cocks these black guys pack, I prefer BBCs because of the way they handle the encounter. From the first contact to the post-sex thank you emails, black guys do it right more often than white guys.
Just as the French have the edge in winemaking and gastronomy, the Italians in suitmaking and sports car production, so it is with BBCs. They have cornered the market on excellence in fucking married MILFs.
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