She was sat in her chair next to Fran and she kept touching his leg rubbing it up and down, I never thought anything of it cos I know she does that wi...th all. Fran had a look on his face like what is she doing, I was looking out to sea and never took any notice but Susan had moved her seat closer to Fran and she was asking him questions what I never thought she would ask, she was asking if had a girlfriend on site or in the town and is she a white girl or a black girl like him? do you like white. It hurt way to much and his cock was to big, so i trained her. I told her all the tricks on how to get something big up your ass and she listened step by step. The next weekend she sends me a message saying "i did it i did it!!" and i said you got it in? She said she totally got it right to the balls and it hurt still but she took it like a champ. It got me fires up a bit and said how i wish i could see a cock up her ass and she said hold on...and sends me this pic of his fat cock stretching. We’ve used everything, all our savings, our credit cards, we can’t get any more loans, THERE IS NOTHING LEFT” He could hear Emma start to cry in the background.“Tell her to stop fucking crying will you, okay I’m a reasonable man, and you are lucky you’ve caught me in a good mood. Met me Friday evening at the Railwayman’s Arms in Hazeltown, you know it?” Both women knew it by reputation, but the fear of exposure overruled any fear that the pub held. “Good, met me at seven, sharp”“Oh” he added,. Veni Aunty is also a very kind lady. I felt terribly attracted towards Chinni’s seductive movements such as swaying her hips gracefully when she walked, swinging her arms in the air to express during a conversation like classical dancers do, pushing her large breasts out temptingly when bending forward, etc. Chinni always wore only salwar-kameezes of a very fine choice and most of them were pretty see-through from which she loved exhibiting her white lacy bras. Her mother was no less. Veni.