I lower my voice and get very close to you - I feel the heat of the shower radiating from your skin - I ask you if there is anything else I can do for... you - to help break in the new house - you smile and suddenly spin on your heels and flash your ass at me and walk further into the apt. - i follow you and turn down the hall - and I stumble on the towel now lying on the floor. I hear you in the bedroom and I walk to the threshold - the lights turn low and I suddenly cannot see you.But I then. It's like tattoos. Getting one would raise me in the esteem of my friends and those in my community. Yet getting the same ones would hurt me in getting into college or landing a job. If you want to be a successful black woman, you really need to live two separate lives. It sometimes gets to be a trip trying to keep them separate. The hope is you can eventually find friends who will accept you for you, otherwise you've got to hide half your life from each of them." So is it really that bad?". Mera lund excited ho gaya aur thora vibrate karne laga.pant ke upar se hi . lag raha tha ki kuchna kuch ho jyega abhi. maine dekha ki sir ki najar ekbar book pe ekbar mere taraf.tirchi najar se oo mujhe dekh rahe the.phir se sir bole – tujhe kya toilet jana hai? Ho kar aao.maine bola – nehi.sir – to phir maan kaha hai bhai tera ?kya chal raha hai maan me.maine kuch nehi bola. chup raha.merra lund ans de raha tha. Sir ka body v mast hai.sir bole – bahut excited lag rahe ho. kya hua . kuch padha. "Look at this dirty slapper, taking cock in her mouth and pussy, but will she take it in her ass?" "ASS ASS ASS ASS" they chanted. Guy number one took his cock out, spat on her ass hole and slowly worked it in. Anal is not something that Nina and I had tried yet. Nina was showing a bit of discomfort as this guy was quite big and it was her first time. She went to look back at him, but he pushed her head forward, quite forcefully. Eventually he was in and banging her ass, high fiving his.