.” Was she telling me to do mushrooms? Where would I get mushrooms?“Missing the point, don’t do drugs stupidly.” I guess I was wearing somethi...g beyond shock on my face. “I tried to find myself a torrid summer romance between high school and college but well, I wasn’t really someone’s idea of a summer long girlfriend.”“That’s sad,” I frowned.“It was, right after one boy and until right before the next,” she kept finding new ways to smile bigger. Handing off boyfriends all summer long? Oh my. She came and sat in front of me. Again she was in burka and so I couldn’t figure out her face or anything. I jokingly asked if she is really Thabassum or her mother. She laughed and removed her wail.She was very very fair and beautiful with a flawless face – big eyes, straight nose, rosy lips and a round face. Her face reminded me of Bollywood actress Karishma Kapoor. I admired her beauty and she thanked me for the compliments. I was talking to her in Muslim variant of Hindi. She felt really. He had an incredible body, muscles rippling all through it, the black boxers were now coming down and I caught my first look at his huge black cock. I was paralyzed by it, in awe of it. It was about ten inches long and twice as big as my husbands…He moved over to the bed: "Have you ever had a black cock before…?”I had several ones, of course; but all I could do was to nod my head a NO.“Then suck my big black snake; you slutty married bitch..." I got on my knees in front of him and just the. After a while the questions and discussions had left the religious realm behind and become more secular, more day to day. Schooling, sports, books, friends, horses, dreams, ambitions, movies, and music were all topics of free discussion. It was refreshing to him and he relished that. He realized lately just how much he enjoyed having time with someone where it wasn’t all about church which at times he found stifling. Part of that rut, was his growing family and his wife, Kelsey’s busy.