Sitting in the living room of her boyfriend Aziz's apartment, Nadia Al-Masri smiled to herself as she looked at the contents of her man's computer. The fool actually left everything open before he went to his afternoon classes at Carleton University. Apparently, Aziz Kalenzaga, the tall, dark-skinned and macho West African stud who stole the young Yemeni-Canadian Muslim woman's heart was into porn, the type of which absolutely stunned her.
Never in a million years would Nadia have suspected that Aziz was into what's called "femdom" porn. The tall, masculine West African stud had a body to die for and a long and thick black dick that Nadia was always delighted to suck and ride in a variety of ways. From the first time they made love after coming home from the movies, Nadia had become addicted to Aziz.
The handsome chocolate stud stole her heart, and Nadia was determined to keep him at any cost. Aziz was friendly, easygoing, generous, and oh-so charming. He always took Nadia out someplace nice, keeping her entertained with movie and restaurant outings, and lately, concerts such as Blues Fest at Lebreton Flats. Aziz was an amazing guy, and Nadia considered herself lucky to have him in her life. In the City of Ottawa, Ontario, quality men were rare and Aziz was definitely one of a kind.
What other man would have given his woman the key to his place mere months after they started a relationship? Aziz stunned Nadia when he gave her the keys to his apartment, one afternoon as they dined on some delicious Shawarma sandwiches at the Shawarma King restaurant on Rideau Street. Smiling, Nadia took the keys from Aziz and thanked him from the bottom of her heart.
Even though this was her first relationship, Nadia felt like she could truly trust Aziz. The handsome young man born in Burkina Faso and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, was one of the most open and honest people that Nadia had ever met. Aziz kept no secrets from her, or so Nadia thought until very, very recently.