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I first saw him in the park, while taking a walk. His was standing by the gazebo, reciting poetry he had written. Beautiful words of passion and romance, coming from a man with beautiful dark skin. I was intrigued. I made a point to come back the next day, hoping he would be there again, and to my delight, he was. I gathered the nerve to talk to him, to ask him about his poetry. He was smart, charming and had a way with words, so I invited him back to my apartment to talk some more. When we got there, he read a few more poems for me, and I couldn't stand the ache anymore. I had to have him. We quickly undressed each other, and he revealed his massive black cock. My mouth watered, I had to put it in my mouth. I sucked him, and he ate me, but it just wasn't enough. We made love all afternoon. I rode that monster cock, he fucked me hard - aggressively, slapping me, spanking me, and stretching my pussy with that giant black dick. He didn't stop until we were both sticky and satisfied. He left that day with a kiss and his words on my mind. I went back to the park many days after, but never saw him again. Some days I wonder if he was even real, or just part of a beautiful dream.