Ar neeche ka to kuch nahi dikhaya. Di: tu pagal ho gaya hai kya!! Mai ab kuch nahi dikhane waaliMe: plz di. Ek hi baar dikha do. Plz. Ar mujhe pata ha... jb mai aapke boobs choos raha tha to aapko bhi maza aa raha tha, maine dekha tha, aap bhi lambi lambi saansein le rahe thi. Di sharma ke laal ho gayi thi, ar usne kuch nahi kaha ar sir neeche kar liya. Ar phir maine socha yh sahi mauka hai is baar to sab ho jaayega. Mai di k pass gaya ar uske bagal me baith gaya, ar usko samjhane laga,Me: di,. My long nappy hair was now alsoalways done up in big hairstyles, or hanging down in long curls, and mynew big "do's" were also something I was always very conscious of andwanted to maintain. At present, my hair was now done up in a big updostyle with beads and braids, which I felt very conscious about; but how Ilooked also made me feel very pretty and sexy, as well as undeniablyAfrican-American.When I looked in the mirror, it felt crazy to see the face of the prettyblack-girl smiling back at. "Alright sweetie, let's give you those swats so you can get ready to go fuck Tom."She glowered a bit as I sat on their bed and motioned her over. "Alright babe, I want you to put your hands on the bed, stick your ass out and count them out. Got that?"She nodded.I swatted her bottom and she yelped and started. "When you answer me, you say 'Yes Master!', got it?" Yes master," she answered, assuming the position.I reached my hand in between her legs to spread them out and I could feel the heat and. True, she was on the short side of fifty, and definitely didn't have the same physique she did when she'd gotten married, but all in all, the one she did have wasn't half bad. She'd managed to avoid the heavy weight gain that so many of her contemporaries had fallen victim to, currently weighting only a dozen pounds more than she did in her twenties. Even her breasts had held up pretty well, despite the years and two pregnancies. Sure there were a few lines on her face, but just enough to give.