Morning shoppers were wandering about and the crowds were steadily building. As we walked from shop to shop, I became aware of the glances that Helen ...was attracting. This was nothing new to me. Helen has always been a flirty bitch and I know she loves to show off. Fortunately, I have never been the jealous type and get a lot of sexual satisfaction from just watching other men (and some women) watching my wife. I glanced quickly at her large tits as they bounced while she walked and the image of. .bite the tiny pink nipples…give their penis in my hand and ask to make to-fro motion..sometimes I used to sit on the lap of many one after the other with pants down at knee..but never fucked in the ass hole.Amazingly..my old tution sir every day liked to fully undress me regularly makes me sit on his bare lap…fondle my penis..slide his dick on the ass ring..of course he was not getting erectionAfter the first time..It became a matter of routine to attend Raman Bhai every day in the tiffin. "I wrapped Doreen in my arms and held her close, one hand on the baby bump. I felt a slight tickle under my palm."I felt him!" I said."He's too little." No, I'm sure. A feather touch in the palm of my hand. Doreen, we're going to be parents," I said. I kissed her softly again."If Junior really is a boy, he's going to have the two best fathers in the world," Doreen sighed."And what if Junior is a girl?" Then she'll have to make do with the two best fathers in the world," she giggled.We lay. I said, "I may call you later today" we said our good byes and I went to the bathroom to pee.As I sat there I was trying to process everything that had happened to me yesterday. It was funny because I had not even thought about race yesterday. All I do remember was cock, dick, lovely cocks and dicks. I sat there remembering and trying to picture all the men I did. I only remember Pete''s face and he was White. I saw by the tape that I took on several black men and several Mexican men. I could.