It pulls out the desire of the black sexuality that the woman hides. It surpasses the bare genitals and the ropes that bite naked. Contrary to the spirit that collapses due to pain and humiliation, the blood and flesh that begins to boil awakens and awakens to pleasure. I should have turned my eyes away, but I shook my eyes to the torture of my body and fell in agony ... The words I squeezed out constantly were "Thank you."
