At that time we lived in their city for my job purpose. My wife aunt and uncle were also very friendly with me as we were the only relatives in the ci...y. I got married three years back. At that time Tuba was studying her graduation. She used come our house and spend with her sister whenever she had free time as I was busy with my work. My wife had a good time with her.When I came to house in the evening she used to chat with me. When ever we had argument Tuba used to support me instead of her. She nodded, waving us to follow and mouthing the words, "Come on!" as she winked at me. After all that had happened, and despite not knowing exactly what it all meant, seeing her smile made it all okay. I knew everything would be all right. Chantelle was in control again.We fell in behind her as Claudio threw open the doors of the salon. Instead of that strange sense of déjà vu, again finding myself in an entourage behind Chantelle, this time I was hoping it was the first of many. Annie leaned. "He pushed her back into the corner."Right, arms over your head and legs spread wide for me."She mutely raised her arms and spread her legs. He was fumbling at the front of his trousers and she heard the sound of his zipper. She couldn't help looking down as he opened himself, reached inside and pulled out his rampant cock. He held it in his hand, massaging its length, preparing it for her. He looked at her and saw the pale ivory body before him with its patch of dark pubic hair, her breasts. "Your folks move here for a job? You'll like it once you get used to it." No, mom got married. And no, I don't think I'm going to like it here." Sorry to hear that." That mom got married?" No, that you're not going to like it here." You should be sorry that my mom got married." Why, she marry a jerk? Or don't you want her to be happy?" Of course I want her to be happy! And Steve's an okay guy, I guess." Well, I guess, I don't see your problem." It's probably stupid, but everything changed. We.