Shortly after we began eating, she put her foot in mylap and started stoking my cock making me squirm. We carried on someinane conversation as I pushe... her foot away only to have it put back -when Bobbi went to the kitchen Avril smiled over at me "open you trouserfly sissy I want to see how my panties look on you" - As I started toprotest she took out her phone and snarled "do it" and just at thatmoment my wife came back in the room - "What do you want your step-daddyto do dear?" she asked -. She's fucking his brain out.Mom! Where did you learn to talk like that?Shh. Just be quiet in your wife's lap there, dear. Are you sure you're watching all this?Well, yes, you made me stay, remember?Not looking away?No. Though I don't much enjoy this humiliation of the poor man.Just be thankful Sheila doesn't take you the same way.What makes you think I don't, Margaret?Oh, Sheila, stop joking, this isn't funny!Sorry honey. He's such a doll Margaret. So sensitive.He is, isn't he? Hasn't changed. As I did slowly as if moving in sleep my face finally reached where I wanted it. On the cleavage of Anu chachi. Anu chachi’s cleavage felt so great. For the first time I felt a woman’s breast on my lips.. Anu chachi’s breast were awesome. My nose lied on the valley made right between Anu chachi’s magnificent breasts. The smell of her skin here was even more strong. It filled my nose and mind with pheromones that made me crave for Anu chachi more and more. I laid gentle soft kisses on her bare. That's what most Black American women believe. Well, I'm not like those Black American men. I'm a Black Canadian male who loves Black women. Stacy liked that about me. We began dating. And my life changed forever.Stacy and I got along wonderfully. In and out of the bedroom. For you see, she wasn't just a very sexy and smart young Black woman. She was also dabbling into BDSM. Once she found out my hidden fetish for Black women sporting strap-on dildos, she was determined to make it come true..