Finally, one to call my own

Yes, I finally have one I can call my own. I love her. She's so pretty. At first, I wasn't sure. There were others I were considering as well. But the more I saw her, the more I wanted her. She's black. Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking... But that's OK. I'm going to do my best to keep her from getting too dirty. My friend commented she's got a big butt. Yes, it is sort of big, compared to some others, I guess. But I like it. Actually, one of the first things I noticed about her was how good she looked from behind. She looks good from the front, too, though, in case you were wondering ;)
The first time I was in her, I was so excited, I kinda trembled. Yes, yes, laugh at me if you will. Everything felt right though. The way she felt in my hands, her responsiveness to my touch, and even the sounds that she made. Still sorta in the "break-in" stage, though, so I'm trying to be kinda gentle with her, but I can't wait until I can let loose a little and handle her a little more rough, because I know she's quite capable. In the meantime, I've been slowly getting more familiar with her little details, like where the buttons are and what they do when I push them. It's funny because I get a little excited each morning when I wake up, and also when it's time to go home near the end of the workday, because I get to ride her again.
Well, I'm pretty happy with her. I better be, because I'll probably be keeping her around for several years. Alright, well, I'm not the greatest photographer, and I don't think these pictures do her justice, but here's a looksy...
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