By the time we had finished our meals it was still early so we decided to get a taxi back to our house. I have to say that this was further than I tho...ught the evening would go. Anyway Stu booked a taxi for midnight to take him to the train station and we proceeded to have a couple of drinks and get to know each other a little better. My wife had told me , out of Stu’s earshot, that she liked him and would like to arrange for him to come over the following Saturday to stay over and have some. Bob didn't really think of himself as stupid, or slow, but it seemed that everyone else did. He did okay in college, not flunking any of the courses he took, but neither doing well enough to be noticed. Actually, as he wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried to look for any kind of sign to tell him where he was, he was beginning to feel very stupid! Especially after he told his Dad he didn't need the map to tell him how to get to the small town right next to his own. He just wished he were. "Show Joey you can suck a cock best of any girl!"Sabrina looked at Joey, her eyes hot and inviting. She licked at her lips hungrily. She took her son's cock in one hand, stroking it as she wrapped her fingers about Joey's prick, finding it still slippery from the juices of her cunt. There was hardly any difference between those two cocks, she thought, squeezing them as she ran her fists up and down."Well, Joey?" she asked in a whispery voice. "Do you want to find out how good of a cock-sucker I. Let us not forget the kind of treatment that has been given to the brides from Indian sub continent chasing a myth of a US groom. The below narration is about yet another Indian bride who under goes the trauma and pain she experiences due to her hubby’s habits and behavior. Alisha sat at the kitchen table, looking at the gold band on her finger. It seemed she spent every Sunday in the kitchen while her husband and his new friends played games at one of the many casinos at Las Vegas. Alisha was.