Tracy was slim and shapely and a girl of color who strutted around on the highest heels imaginable letting her booty roll to and fro like a low slung ...ship with lots of ballast in the bilges. She concentrated on staying out of Tracy's way and making sure her half of the rent was in her hot little fist each Friday night.It was easy to get a job at the Thrifty Town to just pack the plastic and paper bags and help people out to their cars with their groceries. They weren't allowed to take tips. Job kartey hay or unki out of station mey posting hay,woh ghar pay kam hi atey hay;to ghar may bas may ar meri maa hi raheytey hayHum kolkata key jis part may rahetey hai waha jam key holi celebrate ki jati hai hum har sal hamarey paroseyo key sath holi kheltey hay or khub masti kartey hay So iss bar bhi may subha subha jaldi ready hokey meray ghar ke bahar aa gaya or dekha ki maray sarey dost waha holi khel rahey they-happy holi bhiWaha se bhi chillakey bol uthey “Happy holi”Aur hum holi. They are so firm and soft. I feel an urge to titfuck her, so I turn her over and lie her on the back. She looks at me, she doesn’t seem to understand, but then she does. She strokes her tits and I stroke my cock, stretched for some lubricants; that just so happened to be standing next to the sofa. I poured some onto my cock and on her tits. Massaged it in between her fine tits, and she squeezes them together with her hands.- Yeah, fuck my tits. She replies to my non spoken question.- You like. I apologizedto him, and he said it was cool, and I put the towel back on.We went up the stairs to my room, Randy walking in front of me. The damn towel fell off again, and said fuck it, I'll be getting dressed upstairs in my room anyway. We wentinto my room, and as I went to open my dresser drawer to get some clothes, I noticed Randy looking at me again. And I also noticed a growing bulge in his crotch. I wasstarting to feel really turned on now, so I faced him squarely with my cock at.