”“I am busy living,” he boasted.Typically, Jenny hates people talking during a movie. Any chatting/whispering is verboten. Apparently, that rule...flew out the window. If either cared to be seen, a forty-ish woman whispering into a Black man’s ear and him whispering back, they did not seem to care.Did I care that for emphasis, she’d grab his knee or he’d momentarily draw her close with that big paw of his? Maybe.I was shocked, post-movie, post credit roll, post end of music, when they stood in. She also asked – do you want to fuck her?? A rush of blood was felt in me and i loved the thought. I replied – yes, aap kya karwa sakte ho. She said she knew a few secrets of her and she would not refuse. I got excited and my dick was now harder than ever.I picked up chachi and threw her on the bed. I quickly opened her black panty and saw her nicely done pussy. It has little hair. I sucked her pussy. She was pushing my head deeper in herself. She said – tera chacha yeh nahi kar sakta hai.. I do not think this would happen, I do not think you would find your Kitik even in the place where I take you, but if you find him here you must go. He is your male now, I am but shadow.”I will not talk in his way at this time. I dare to call him again by his name. “You are not shadow to me, Acou, and I am sad that you will not be with me now,” I say. “But you are right that I must go to Kitik. If you are here when he and I return, I will swim with you again. We will swim with you.”“Perhaps I. Their hands explored her as they ground against her. Reaching into one of the alcoves the two girls started to lather her up with their scrub pads as they worked on her body. Handing her a pad the redhead moved Brooklyn's hands to the centre of her chest and used them to trace circles around her breasts. Miss stood at the entrance under a shower playing with herself as she watched the induction.Leaning into her ear the redhead whispered, "wash me".Brooklyn required little encouragement at this.