I grimaced. “Probably. It’s the way she likes sex.”“How could anybody like that?” Annie Reynolds asked, confused and concerned by the news.�...�Well, sensory processing in the brain is a complex set of variables,” I said, repeating from psych texts for the moment. “Some people process pain as being less unpleasant than others. Athletes tend to feel euphoria and satisfaction from intense workouts that would leave other people feeling like they never wanted to move again. Beck’s like that. Other. .. what do they call it ... a coloured? Yes a coloured applicant before.” “So is there a problem with that?” I quizzed bluntly, thinking I’ll be back on the street in a minute. “No no not at all. I have no problem with that. God forbid, my son is married to a Caribbean lass, proper stunner too. Got two grand kids there, where they live, Kingston Jamaica. Can I ask ... if you don’t mind, where are you from, or better, what’s your ethnic background ... sorry?” “That’s OK Ernie, I’m half Indian. She must be on the couch, lying so that I can't see her from behind. "Go back and get in first. I'll be there when I hear the water stop." I gladly do as I'm told. Almost forgetting that I can't run as much water for two as I do for one, I turn off the spout. The second I hear it off, my dick starts to get hard, despite the hot water. I hear her feet pad across my floor. I close my eyes.When I open them, she's in the doorway, naked. Although we've already fucked, and she just got me off earlier. Then went to my room and masturbated and cumed 2 times.This happened for the following 2days and my mom returned home. I was feeling low as I cant able to see my brothers cock as my mom will be in home. But I didn’t mind my mom and sat on the same place but not closer like yesterday. After some time my mom too came and sit near me to watch tv. I got depressed as my mom was sitting near me and my brother too not spreading his legs.At some point he will open his legs occasionally, but I again.