Coming to the story we are from a very good family, from a village near by kurnool which is in andrapradesh. My family consists of 3 members me, mom, ...nd my sis. My dad died when I’m 10 years old. I’m 21 years old and this happened when I’m at 18, during my intermediate, I used to study in Bangalore at that time.I came back home during dassera holidays and my family was very happy as I came home after nearly 3 months, my mom literally hugged me with tears in her eyesLet me explain my mom she is. "You think you're hot shit!" Colonel Dorman snarled. He slammed a meaty fist in my stomach, lifting me off my feet, and followed up with a fist to my jaw. I slumped to the ground and the colonel gave me several kicks. Think whatever you want—my options were taking a beating and hoping that help would arrive before he did anything fatal to me or launching an immediate counter assault that would result in at least one death. Wrestling lions barehanded wasn't as dangerous! As he kicked and stomped. She looks great in her lycra shorts and as it was a warm day I could see the damp patch between her buttocks where she had been sweating. We walked back to the car to go home and I could feel my cock starting to ooze a drop of precum. Watching Kim's arse in lycra always makes me horny. As I was driving home, Kim suggested that we should make a detour to one of our favourite outdoor fucking places. I was there in seconds!!Once we had stopped, Kim put her hand down my shorts and took out my. Many of them claim Black women are too difficult to deal with. Well, folks, man-haters of any color are hard to deal with. Smart men of all color should remember that. If you’re not careful, a man-hating psycho will be the end of you. Black men and Black women should stop this war we’ve been waging against one another. Our ancestors suffered hell at the hands of the Europeans. And now some of us are turning our backs on our own kind for them? Wow. Our ancestors would roll over in their graves.