“Yes!” Erin exclaimed. “I want some attention and recognition from you!”Justin slowly stood up from his chair. “Why didn't you just ask?”H... raised an eyebrow, but Erin didn't notice.“I’ve missed you all day, and I put on this getup for you, and I made this dinner, and then you didn’t even notice anything, and, and... what are you doing?”Justin had made his way behind Erin’s chair.“Why couldn’t you just tell me you wanted this?” he asked, slipping a hand down Erin’s nightgown, lightly pinching. It was the first time that I had ever had any real encounters with black people and I was terrified, to think that five of us would be sharing a two bedroom apartment scared the dickens out of me.. I remember the hours we would chillout in the bedroom we shared listening to music and playing video games. It was a sweltering night and the only thing that we had to curb the heat was a little old fan, not long after we had gone to bed for the night a terrible thunderstorm rocked the house, it. ” “Thank you” I whispered. Ken pulled out his finger. “You know this is not going to be pain-free, but you wanted this, remember that.” I nodded my head and quietly said okay. With that Ken spanked my butt and said let’s go to the bedroom. I stood up, adjusted my dress again and ran my hand through my hair. Ken looked down at my rock hard clitty, I blushed twirled my hair behind my ear. “I hope you don’t mind me saying that you look like a beautiful slutty fat whore” I smiled and folded my. I worked feverishly on her bra and unhooked it. Her white tits spilled out in my hands and I cupped them. I saw the puffy brown nipples, they became harder and harder under my touch"Ohhhhh....Nafisa....feel them,,,touch them...cup my tits...you are doing fine..yessss!" I was doing what my body was commanding me to do. Mrs Sharma was trembling in my embrace. She was feeling my boobs at the same time. Then lowering my head, I took her nipple completely into my mouth and began tonguing it as I.