Of course, I thought sarcastically, it has to be big. Why can’t he just have a regular cock? Why does it have to be so ... nice?My lips encircled hi...s mushroom-shaped head and I could taste his pre-cum already. I started to go a little deeper when I felt his hand on the back of my head and he pushed me down hard. I gagged as I struggled to accept him in my throat.“Yeah, bitch, just like that, show me what a whore you are.”You fucking asshole, give me a goddamned minute! This is humiliating. They went to both B.C. High and Boston College. I intend to enrol at Boston College Law School after completing my stellar undergraduate education. Become a Triple Eagle. Now that’s my dream. I want to have my own Law firm someday. Hell yeah. I live in the Age of Obama, folks. I’m the kind of Black man who believes he can do anything. And I don’t get intimidated by racists, or naysayers. Sorry, bigots. The old days are over, and they’re not coming back no matter what the Tea Party express would. M wahan s amit k room m chala gya or use sb bataya. Amit-kayle h england s.Nurse h hr saal ati h.Bindaas h.Tension mt le. .Thodi der m kayle aayi. Kayle-thanks…..Amit do u have cigratte. .Amit n use di.Do kash maar k usne mujhe pucha. Amit-no mam he don’t like it. .Usne sunte hi cigratte bhuja di. Mein-u carry on mam. Kayle-it is more dangerous to passive smoker. .Fir wo chali gyi..Mast gand thi uski.Ek roan nhi tha jism pr.Uske jane pr. Amit-saali hamesha aise hi trsati h aj tk kisi ko nhi. ‘Thank you baby.’ She cooed as she threw me a kiss before stuffing another bite of waffle between her lips. ‘Sure Mom, anytime.’ I said with a slight chuckle. I stood there for a second or two gazing down at my mother’s creamy skin before I self-consciously moved away, put the coffee pot back on the counter and sat down. She brought another bite of waffle to her lips and paused in mid chew to ask, ‘Did you have a good time last night? I didn’t get in your hair or on your nerves did I?’ I was.