Kha jao… katlo behenchoood chod aaj to meri kuwari chut fad do na jaan ahhhhhh me-haan janu aaj tujhe raat bhar randi bana ke chodunga…teri chut k...a ras piunga…ahaaahhhh kya doodh hai tere Fir maine uske sare kapde utar diye aur usne mere aur main uske doodh ko muh mein leke chusne laga aur wo mast hoke bolne lagi..aahh kha jao na aur chuso…pi jao na mera dood.Aur mera lund jo ki khamba ban chukka tha usko masalte hue bolne lagi bhaiya aapka lund to mast bada hai isko mei chut mein dalke fad do. She stammer and looked down. "No you're not crowding me Miss, I am just a little eager and nervous, I'm sorry." I just smiled and waited for her big blue eyes to meet mine. When she finally looked up, I said, "That's OK, I rather enjoyed it." She just blushed and looked down once more. I finally made it to the front of the line and found that Elizabeth, the author, had heard of me also. "Why didn't you just come to the head of the line?" she asked.I replied, "I was just trying to be polite, why. Once there you start removing my clothes and ask me to do the same to you. Once naked we get into the warm shower you have prepared. We soap and wash each others bodies. As we are washing we caress certain parts. I caress your breasts. You continue to caress and pull on my swelling penis. Getting it as hard as it has ever been. We get out of the shower and dry each other. I pat you dry paying close attention to your round bottom. When we are done we leave the bathroomand return to the. As the meal progressed she felt totally at ease explaining her philosophy on racial harmony. His hand seemed to return to her arm regularly now. It felt nice, soft and warm. As she talked he stroked her arm gently.She enjoyed his touch. He was older, much older than Oscar, much older than her father, but he was right, he did look way younger. She felt a sense of protection in a room full of horny black men who probably only wanted to get between her legs, Colin was truly interested in what she.