Lying in my girlfriend's bed looking up at the cathedral ceiling as she walk downstairs butt naked to let her dog out to use to the bathroom. I truly love looking at her big ass, she's truly a sexy woman from Head to toe. Our chemistry is unpredictably breath taken. I glanced over to grab... Continue Reading →
Pain Makes A Diamond Lexus by A. Dakala
Yesterday, I pulled up at the red light anxiously waiting for the light to turn green trying to get to my dentist appointment. To the right of my vision, I could see the front end of a white Lexus pulling up at a high rate of speed. My first thought, another one of these youngsters... Continue Reading →
Black Girls Lives Matter (R. Kelly is sick) by A. Dakala
I have bought every cd that R. Kelly has ever dropped until now. He even wrote and produced "Spend the night" by a group of guys (N-Phase) I grew up with. At this point I can give a damn about his talent; there is something seriously wrong with this grown man that meds can not... Continue Reading →