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 b...droom 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. I had been dating Sarah, a nice girl two years older then me and we really got along quite nicely. Her Mom is a large woman as is my mom, plenty of boob for sure. Well one day her mom had me over for Sunday dinner and when I went to wash up I saw what had to be her moms bra hanging over the shower curtain bar. Oh man, I saw a big bra, mauve in color; smooth and lacey. When I thought of the times I had with my moms bra, I snagged it. Right into my back pocket and my leather motorcycle vest. Her full lips quivered. Her firm and finely shaped ass tighening with every turn she made to stare at the darkness. Her breasts tucked firmly in her sports bra which was all she wore on her top half. Her bottom half had a pair of spandex jogging shorts. Her very pretty features gleaming in beads of sweat. She turned around her blonde hair in a ponytail swinging. The Russian born woman, who was now American, felt fear for the first time since she was 2 and moved to America. Something watched. Baad vo fir uth ke aayi or mujhe piche aane ka ishara kiya, main uske peeche chal pada, vo ek coach cross karke doosre coach ke washroom main enter ki or mujhe ishara kiya ki andar aajao, main to jaise saatve aasmaan pe tha, bahar baarish ho rahi thi, andar newly wed bhabhi mujhe washroom main bula rahi thi, main to jaise pagal ho geya, or bina kuch dekhe andar enter kar geya, andar jaate hi maine door lock kiya, or usko tight hug kar liya, kya masat khushboo aa rahi thi us se, maine dheere.