Ebony hands.
Oh I'm different.
I'm a man.
His ebony hands.
Scent so vibrant.
My insides got excited.
Gives me the moon.
When I only searched for the stars.
Is he even a man at all?
Fingers made my body tingle.
Twinge.
Squeal.
Moan.
I became his victim.
He was a man I felt it in his hands.
Ebony.
Outside.
Strong.
Chocolate man.
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