." Ohhh...please..stop this Manu...I am your mother..."As she kept stammering, I was becoming nervous as I feared that things were getting a bit force...ul. My grip on my mother loosened and I reconciled to the fact that if she wasn't interested she can easily get away. But, she wasn't making any extraordinary efforts to get herself relieved although my arms had opened up. I realized that she wasn't resisting me as I had feared as even her evasive action was too slow to say the least. She was. " and he paused considering how to continue his sentence.Sam looked at him expectantly and waited a moment before saying, "and you'd all love to fuck her?." Well..." It's OK" Sam reassured him, "I'd be surprised if you said anything else." I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." No, it's OK, really it is. Look, wait at that table with your friends. I'll be come and join you in a minute"Sandrine returned looking very sexy and seemingly rather enjoying her very naughty outfit. She stood for a. He said, “Come, I will explain everything to you.” He made me sit on the bed between his siblings and he was standing in front of me. He started by saying he wanted to tell me this earlier but he did not know how to.He was scared I might not marry him after knowing it. So with curiosity, I asked him what is it? He started saying it his family tradition. Everyone follows it in their family and is to be followed by me too. He then continued.According to the tradition whenever a new member joins. Bald head, solid build, huge arms. I slid into the booth and he sat down. A waitress came over, and he ordered me a drink without asking me what I wanted.We sat and made small talk, work, weather, sports... typical stuff.. it relaxed me and I almost forgot why I was there. He then changed the topic to why I was there... he asked me if I always wanted BBC. I felt my face flush red at the question. I mumbled "...always"... he smiled and said "good, white boys like you should always want black.