" "Yah bro, we wazz wishin itswazz her panties." More chuckles. "OK guys, let's go in the office andsort this out." Click, click, click as I was held ...y the arm and moveddown the hall by Mr. Peekin. Wait a minute I thought, what's to sort, Ididn't do anything. The office door opened, a white man rose from thechair of the clean topped desk. I assumed it was Mr. Thompson, the guy Icame to see. I had expected to be greeted and seen by him, and only him.All this other presence of manhood. I told her not to worry but she said she is afraid to sleep alone.I said if she does not mind I will sleep on floor on a chatai. She agreed. When she was sleeping I told her she would damage her expensive saree if she did not change. She was wearing a mustard colour jari saree with matching blouse. She again declined to change. I asked “but what about your saree”. She said she would remove it and sleep. She stood up and untied her saree and removed it. She was wearing a mustard coloured. He grips his cock and points it into her mouth as she moans softly, so eager to receive his load. He begins to cum, spewing long, thick gobs of hot white cum into her mouth, some of it getting on her lips. "Ah... Ah..." He pants as he feels the orgasm shoot through his body. She takes it all, the big load of sperm ejaculating from his black cock finding it's way in her mouth and down her throat. "Yeah, you like that, ha?"He smirks down at her arrogantly. "Yeah..." She says softly, gazing up at. Perhaps you’ve had too much to drink, and I should drive this contraption for you. You know, for the safety of the public.”They walked to the register, and he started taking all her items from her cart. She found herself wondering why she wasn’t offended by his assertive behavior. The beep of the first item being scanned made her look at the attendant. It was the deli boy. He wore an accusing, quizzical look on his face, as each item down to the last was scanned and put into a bag. Her.