Riya: Okay, I’ll text you when Radhika is asleep.It was almost midnight and I was horny and frustrated and waiting for a text from my sister’s fri...nd and constantly watching my phone. When the clock struck 12:35, a message came from Riya.Riya: Radhika is sleeping.Me: I’ll be right there.I reached her house and messaged her and she opened the door. She was wearing a pink nightie and her white thighs were exposed. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her. We closed the door and started to kiss. ..I don't blame Thom for being pissed off - Byron was a hell of an asset and from what I had seen Thom's best (and possibly) only friend. The incident with the port-a-potty makes me even more concerned for my Princess Boss. I need to find someone to take a look at the fucking thing in her chest. I could do it, but I would prefer to have someone that has more skill with explosives than me.Thom wonders what else is wrong so I tell him, "Thom, the fucking bastard, Mike, left us another present. " she almost cried at my words.I took her by the hips and I began thrusting hard and deep into my mother's wet cunt. I slammed into her like I wanted to punch a hole in her with my cock - I wanted her to know she'd been fucked and fucked good. I could hear her gasp with each powerful thrust until her moans became louder than her gasps."Yes! Oh God, James that's it, baby! Fuck your whore's dirty cunt! Fuck me like you hate me! Oh, fuck your cock feels so good! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she moaned. We arrived there and saw things were getting loud. There were a few white couples mixed in with the mainly black crowd. The white wives were wearing sexy outfits; but their husbands were not in costume. It looked like they all had the same idea. The white couples sitting at a table had at least a couple of black men sitting next to the wife and I could notice those sluts had their legs opened and a black hand buried between them.Ana and I looked a lot different than the rest of the costume.