"What... what are you doing?" I asked nervously."Well, I thought I'd make my room mate happy!" she replied, as she continued to stroke my cock.After a...minute or two, I was completely hard and Bridget continued to rub it, running her soft little hand up and down my shaft, squeezing the top in her hand a few times and then running her hand back down again, before spitting on it and making it really wet and lubricated."Oh god! oh god!" I groaned sitting back enjoying the moment."Feeling better. ”Standing, Shuana hugged Ed and cried on his shoulder. This family was just too good to be true. The notions that she had held about whites, rich people, and society had been turned upside-down as a result of knowing him. Who’d have thought that a white cowboy from Arizona would teach a New York Black woman lessons about treating people fairly? She could hardly believe the changes in her life.Ed hugged Shuana back knowing that she appreciated him. He was going to miss her, but it was good that. Carol moaned again.Bill took Carol's hand that had recently been providing her pleasure andsucked on her fingers tasting her on them. That was enough to push Carolover the edge. She practically screamed as she wrapped her legs aroundhim. He drove deep again and again and finally erupted, over and over.Spent, Bill gently withdrew and rolled off to the side."Oh, my God," Carol croaked. "Please tell me you will wear panties again.That was amazing. I've can't believe the effect it had on me. I. Again I allowed my hands to wander over my large 36dd boobs and slowly down to my wet pussy lips. The next morning, as I walked to his room, reached his door and pushed it open as it was shut. I looked across the room to where his bed was. As my eyes focused more clearly, I could see Babuji laid out on his bed. His face looked so peaceful and his eyes were shut tight. He was laid flat on his back with his arm across his chest and his other one down by his side.Then I saw it.My eyes were.