" Of course you can son; I'll make us a cup of tea for you."I dashed again into the rain, recovered my fish and chips, and dashed back into her unit. ...ven in that short time, she had placed a plate on the table with a fork and knife. I removed my shirt and then she went through a door which I saw was a small passageway, and then she closed it.I didn't want to wait so I started on my meal, just as well I did for it was almost twenty minutes before she retuned into the room, dressed in a. The feeling of just meeting the woman had vanished. That 15 minute walk and talk had formed a bond of friendship in no time.We reached her home. She lived in quite a busy end of the road. Buses and all going past the house. But it was predominantly a white folks area. We went in and I could smell Indian food and I said it smells nice. Why the sandwich. Oh it’s for the son he does not eat Indian. He loathes it. I smiled and said can I get some water. She smiled and said thought you might ask. Debbie watched the 4 sexy bodies as they disrobed in front of her, her pussy getting wetter by the minute, she could not wait to get in the pool and show the others how to play.As soon as everyone was naked they jumped in squealing as the cold water touched their skin making everyone’s nipples harden instantly. As Debbie explained the rules and everyone said that they understood she said now I will demonstrate some of the tactics that may be used on us and that we can use on the other team.. Smith let forth his cum, shooting his first load into the depths of Clara's warm snatch, and jerking out to finish on her silken buttocks. He quickly pulled up his trousers and was out of the room before Clara could even realize what had happened.John, however, knew exactly what happened, having witnessed the entire spectacle. His hard dick led the way into the laundry room, hoping Clara would finally become his. Instead, he watched Clara's masturbation interrupted by her master, and his quick.