Johnson!” she said and moved her hand down to touch the bulge in my pants she obviously already had felt with her hip. With that our clothes began t... come off. Our lips didn’t separate, but our hands frantically began to undress each other. First she was at my belt, and I was at the top of the bunny suit zipper, then she instead pulled my t-shirt over my head before running her hands back down my chest and pressing her lips back into mine.Her costume was a bit trickier, a little lock of some. “I’m sorry honey. I’m kinda sore down there. Just tickle my clitty, baby,” she purrs into my ear. She has another cocktail while we chat about our high school days together. Rumor had it that she had hooked up with the school’s quarterback when she was a senior. We laughed and discussed him. Yes, she had. He was the only black guy she had ever been with. They kept it secret because he had a loyal girlfriend he didn’t want to hurt if she were to find out. I wanted to press her for more details. I began to stroke him slowly and his eyes fluttered closed before he opened them and looked down into my eyes. ‘I can’t wait much longer, baby’ he muttered and I smiled up at him. My legs seemed to fall apart on their own and Jackson moved to straddle me. I watched as he positioned his cock at my entrance and pushed in slightly. My eyes closed as he pressed into my canal, it was so tight, yet so good. After one, long, fluid thrust he had filled me completely. ‘Open your eyes, darling,’ he. “Perhaps because I am sensitive to these things. How is it your nephew Bhanu? Is he not Anglo Indian”?“I was married to a Hindu family for business reasons. After I caught my husband with multiple women, they said I was the one at fault. I was sent here out of the way to look after Bhanu otherwise they would have victimized harassed and destroyed”. We were interrupted.Priya had arrived so I shook hands with Ruth, made my goodbye and was swept away. 20 seconds later I felt my phone vibrate as.