She readily obliged and came to our hotel.Manisha was a dusky beauty with 38-30-36. She had bigger boobs compared to my colleague Prerna.We ordered a ...ottle of Vodka for the ladies and I ordered a bucket of beers for myself. We started drinking and Manisha suggested we play a game. We started playing “Never have I Ever” and the game was getting more interesting as time passed.It was Manisha’s turn and she said, “Never have I ever had a threesome” and Prerna took a sip. I got the shock of my. ”Ahmed smiled and took a couple of pillows off the bed, tossing them on the floor. “Up my beauty... and kneel,” he ordered.Sobbing, Julia struggled up. Her eyes were wild, she trembled incessantly. There, right before her, swung Ahmed’s massive weapon... ready to ravage her. She knelt.The negro knelt down behind her, clamping big black hands on the fronts of her thighs, pulling them apart. The he positioned himself and entered. Julia uttered a long, low moan.Out... then in...Out... then. Mom smiled half-willingly. When we returned home the two black guys from Hari’s college were waiting inside our house.“Sit down, darling,” Mark said. When she went near the sofa to sit, Joseph pulled her and made her sit on his lap. “Feel my cock, slut?” He said as she squeezed her boobs. “Joe, leave her. We are not here for this,” Mark said. Joseph left her boobs.But mom turned back to him and covered his cheeks with her palms. They both were looking like lovers. She kissed his lips. Then he. To calm down. Relax. Breathe. Noise. Constant, bothering, never leaves noise! Kill me! Kill me! Please! Dammit, he thought. Why can’t it just leave me alone?. He got to his door, opening it quietly. His mother usually takes a nap around this time. Poor mom. Single. Works a lot. Doesn’t have much time to herself. Such a good mother. He tries his best to make things easier for her. He gets on with his usual choirs. Garbage, chatter. Dishes, noise. Dusting, screaming. Yelling. His mom comes down.