Wo well educated aur beautiful hai magar unke layak koi rishta nahi milta so my mother baht pareshan rehti hai . my father bahut mazhabi hai so wo zam...at ke sath out of station jyada rehte hai.unko ghar ki koi firk bhi nahi rehti hai. paise ki koi firk nahi hai. so main bhi masti se ji raha hu. bhai dubai se paise bhejte hai.uzma baji ki bhi acchi payment hai.kabhi kabhi unse bhi pocketmoney mil jati hai . magar wo bahut strick hai unse darta bhi hu. uzma baji hamesha burka me hi school jati. Thinking I would kiss her good night and ask her how her night had gone before going to sleep, I made my way to the living room, when I stopped dead in my tracks. In the dim light, I could see that mom was not alone. Mom was with a man. A very large black man, and mom was giggling as she embraced him on our couch, before kissing his black lips with her sweet, warm mouth.I watched, wide-eyed, my little pecker hard as a rock, as mom and the black man she had brought home had made out on the. “Well then, I guess we should correct that so you can have your answer,” Mea said.Before Kyoko could ask what she had meant by that, Mea took the younger woman’s reply quite literally and made sure she could see more than enough to make up her mind. Mea’s outfit was a collection of draped clothes, held together by a square metal clip just below her left shoulder. Sliding off that clip caused her ensemble to slide off her body with the greatest of ease, leaving Kyoko to wonder if it had been. Fucking rabbits I thought as I tried to concentrate on the book I was reading. The sound of moaning and the bed hitting the wall was driving me crazy. The apartment I had rented had such thin walls you could hear people talking on the other side.I knew that Jenny was alone at home. Her parents had left her for a weekend, and she had immediately invited her boyfriend Mike over. Jenny was a pretty thing of sixteen or seventeen with a tight ass, bouncy tits and a smile that would make your knees.