unfriendlyblackhottie

I’ve been thinking a lot about this tag lately, which encompasses so much context in three little words.

You’re exactly right @magicmumu2. I’ve been fascinated in the way that desirable femininity has been portrayed in old Hollywood and how it was systemically withheld from fat black women. Despite emancipation being several decades before the 1930s, women that looked like me were erased of everything except our servitude. The closest it gets would be Lena Horne or Mae West but they’re both only checking half the box and in the lightest way (litcherally), at that. 80-90 years ago, I would only get to depict a maid, if the film wanted financial backing and wider distribution, at least. On occasion today, fat black women are portrayed as classic, glamorous beauties.

Legs Up

With them legs up….. I plan to devour you like never before. Off to the heaven Watching you soar and never hitting the floor… With orgasm being your symbol Of orgasmic war Tongue flowing like ooze shaking like a jackhammer… While I feast on your juices, Engaging in oral combat Bring you screams beyond its minimal… As you grip sheets of beds like who needs them.

With them legs up….. I could feast on you Pass hours. You could rest both legs On one shoulder… And I’ll devour like a fresh peach Helping you reach Every peak you seek… While creating every leak Making a orgasmic masterpiece, Now put a leg on each shoulder… As I go hulk mode Creating multiple orgasms.

With them legs up… For air is the only time I’ll come up As I plan to devour you… In every angle imaginable.

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