I pull on my boots, grab a rain coat and my keys, and race out the door. From her kitchen window, a neighbor smiles and waves as I walk by, clearly t...inking I’m nuts to be outside in the approaching storm. I laugh softly as I watch leaves torn from their branches dancing down the street. As I near the end of the block, my pace picks up, almost running now. Ah, there’s the path, I slip through a small copse of trees to the farmer’s access road beyond. I watch the huge lotus trees bend before. Rozina was lost in lust and she was moaning and playing with Poonam’s hair.Next, I dared the same to Rozina to suck off my girlfriend’s breast and she happily accepted it. It was looking too hot. They continued for a while and they even kissed in the end. Now Poonam dared Rozina to remove her shorts as well. She was very shy about this.Then Poonam herself started pulling Rozina’s boxer. When she did so she almost pulled Rozina’s pantie too. But Rozina was quick to pull it back and only her. My mother, Beth, was a very pretty woman and I could definitely see why my father had been attracted to her, why he'd asked her to marry him, and why he seemed to enjoy fucking my mother on a regular basis. Our house was built such that I could clearly hear mom and dad when they'd get it on, and I'd find myself with a big hardon after I'd reached puberty and I could hear my mom and dad together in bed making love.It had been several months after my father was killed when it began to dawn on me. We caught a taxi and the driver looked at me in a funny way when I said our destination.Once inside the bar, I felt a bit uncomfortable when I discovered mostly people were black. We struggled through the crowd and finally found a table and ordered some drinks. The band playing there was as good as we had been told; the dance floor was crowded. We danced a little and I noticed all the attention that Anita was attracting there.After my sensual wife had finished her fourth drink and loosened up a.