This is a real incident that took place last year. I had a crush on my mami ever since she came to America (back when I was in highschool). My mama ma...ried her and I had a crush on her ever since. I really don’t know much about her size, but all I can say is that she’s got boobs that are lemon shaped and her ass that sticks out thru her saree.At parties, my mami would wear low back blouse and her back would be exposed. She would wrap her saree around so tight, that many men would eye her butt.. Her husband put his arms around her to stop her falling and she was guided to that warm spot in front of the fire.She lay down and her husband sat at her head, his tongue now searched her mouth and his hands and fingers explored her breasts. She didn't realise what was about to happen, her knees were drawn gently up toward her chest and a warm mouth sought out her moist button, that tongue darted and flicked her little button, licking and sucking, finding her most intimate spot.She felt. What I found really strange though was how none of the boys gave me a hard time about it. The girls, yeah. They were being all kinds of catty, but the boys, especially the black ones, were all being extra nice to me!"Hey, Mattie!" Nate found me near my locker, him and another cute black boy named Stephen. "You're lookin' hot!" Uhhh ... Thanks," I sort of muttered suspiciously."We were wondering if you wanted to go out tonight," Stephen asked me."What?" I looked up at them."With both of us,". After a few hours of hanging out, Anika goes out the back door of the bar to have a smoke. Max gave me this little scummy grin before he got up and followed her, basically saying without words, "you can't blame me for wanting to fuck that" and he would be correct. Even if he was an asshole. I excused myself and decided this was the appropriate time to get a room. For the next part of my plan. It gave Max some time to try and slime his way into her panties. The bar was on the bottom floor of.