"I like his outfit," another one added."I like his shoes," still anther one said."Where do you get your hair done," still another one asked."His nails...are sooo pretty," another one noted.Chad was going crazy. He was surrounded by women who were determinedto make his life miserable - again. And they weren't giving him anyway out. They led him, noisily, all the way to the break room, thenstraight to a big table in the middle of the room where the womenusually congregated."Have a seat, Honey,". ” the voice on the other end of the telephone said.“Yea, hi,” I replied groggy , “what do you want ?”“sorry I hadta call you so late,” he started, the excitement in his voice building, “I got tickets to that concert on Saturday!” he shouted at me, his voice exploding in joy.I gave a slight chuckle, he had been trying to win tickets to a concert, that would be on Saturday, for weeks.“how did you pull that off?” I asked“I know, it was sold out right? Wrong, this late night radio show was giving. I asked if she wanted to fuck a young hot brotha, and if she had a good hard dick lately, see I knew her white husband had a dick problem, he couldn't get it up. She answered well I'll just have to see. At that point I walked behind her and gave her a big hug so she could feel my Black dick. All I heard was a moan and I knew the pussy was all Tremel's.I slowly touched her big-ass titties knowing she was hot, & I didn't care if anyone walked in. I just knew I had to do my job as a black man and. Wo boli “ vicky chuso aaj tak mere ball ko kisine ji bhar k e nahi chusa. Chusai ka maja aaj muje mila hai vicky.” Main uski nabhi ko chatne laga tha. Aur niche ja ker uski chut ko chatna shuru kiya. Maine dhire se usko jamin per lita diya aur uski chut me jeebh dal di wo uchhal uchhal ker aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh hhhhhhh mmmmm kar rahi thi. Uska hath mere balo me ghum raha tha ek hath uske left wale boobs ko sahela rahi thi aur right boob ko me daba raha tha. Uske nipple khade ho gaye the. Wo boli.