I am not going to lie, the light features add to the femininity and sense of innocence. Watching Riley or Carolina Sweet's frail, nimble and dimunitive bodies get pulverized by brutish black brothers lights a fire in my loins. It's as if it was prescribed by nature. Taoist monks or daoshis would celebrate the yinyang like complementary of the white woman and the congoid male. It's almost as if it's a libidinous form of worship in itself
