A Toast To The Interracialness Of It All

We're divided between which role we'd rather play, the chocolate stud who gets to ream an insatiably vocal bottom, or the milky bearcub who gets plowed harder than a Kansas field during harvest.

The scene starts out on a creepy tone, with the fair-skinned fella and his tied-up ball sack hunched over what looks like a lifeless body left by Marcus Allen. (Okay, okay, our Allen obsession is officially *ahem* dead.)

Luckily, once the chiseled dose of flavah struts in, the love these beaus share while giggling and cooing prove that when finding a man, we all should catch a case of jungle fever.

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· Hot Session!! (xtube.com)