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I finally drove up to Montgomery from Orlando to find out what all the fuss was about with the Prestonian. I met him at a rest area and when he arrived his niggermobile was blasting some 1960s R&B music and he was singing along and gesturing the way n****** do.

He got out eating a Big Buford cheeseburger from Rally’s and as he walked over I audibly heard him pass gas very loudly then he said “who wants that Alabama Slamma?” And begin to pose and flex. Very weird and stupid.

I reached my hand out to shake his and he slapped me across my face and said “on your knees Corvallus” I obliged and he pulled out a long somewhat thin b********* with a bulbous head and a wiry fragrant bush. His bush has notes of sandalwood lilac and fried fish with a captain crunch mouth feel.

“I been wanting to f*** you or that Robert Hamburger racist to make you boys pay for being weak white men” he said.

I began sucking and caressing his c*** and he started moving his hips and gyrating and saying weird things like “oh don’t make the Prestonian get loose on you” and “oh the Manzoneer gonna wild out on that white a**”. I’ve never had a lover talk to me this way but I’ve also never had an African American lover.

I bent over and allowed the Prestonian to enter me without a condom (“I ain’t using no damn rubber” he said) and he began pumping at a medium speed and then very fast, the whole time he’s hooting and hollering saying things like “told you I was gonna get loose boy” and “how you like that b********* you racist?”

The crazy thing about all of this is that I am not a racist. I vote Democrat and always buy those sweet potato pies from n****** I see selling them on the side of the road. I even serviced this young black buck trickster who was going around the neighborhood asking for donations for some b******* charity. I told him “I don’t have money but you seem stressed, I can s*** you off”.

After the Prestonian finished he kept trying to flatulate in my face but wasn’t able to “false alarm, false alarm” he kept saying. Finally he ripped a quiet machine gun style fart. Despite not being very loud it smelled terrible which I attribute to his diet of cheeseburgers and malt liquor.

Simply,

CORVALLUS

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