On the returning train the younger man sitting next to her spoke through her reverie, “Miss, you seem to have a lot on your mind. Are you alright?�...She turned and smiled at him, thrilled by the expression of concern, “Oh, thank you. It will be fine.”They both exited at the same station so the young man piped up, “I’ll buy you lunch if you’ll sit with me.” Flattered, she agreed.Thomas would have charmed the pants off her if she had been wearing any. Instead, the dress came off at his home near. She opened the door and I was mesmerized by her beauty. She was wearing a translucent red saree with a sleeveless black blouse and her belly button was evident through the saree.Then she welcomed me in and we both sat on the sofa. I pulled her towards me and made her sit on my lap. I gently planted a kiss on her lips and she told me that she had asked her maid to come only at 8 in the evening and we had the entire day.She told me that she had got something special and she went into the kitchen. “We’re all fertile and ready for you, Master,” purred Mrs. Hiragawa. “Dr. Wilson has checked us out. We’re still ripe. We can be bred.”My dick throbbed in my mother’s cunt. Knowing she was unprotected, that I could knock her up, made this more exciting. My hands grabbed her ass and lifted her. She rose up my cock, her pussy gripping my dick with her silky embrace. My shaft throbbed in her cunt, my balls already building a load.My mother slammed her snatch down my cock. That hot and juicy pussy. It was a battle flag and a naval ensign. The actual, official flag had a rectangular version on a white field, or later, with a white field and a red vertical stripe.”“Mr. Black? The English teacher?”“And Current Events. He loves to teach stuff that doesn’t appear in any of our textbooks. He’s very interesting. You’ll like him, I think. So your dad thinks slavery should come back?”“No, he just doesn’t want ‘no-account blacks’ to mix with ‘good, Christian white folks’.”“My friends graduated High.