Unko bhi match dekhne ka boht sok tha,aur hum dono ne kai bar sath beth kar match dekha bhi tha,tabhi thodi der bad mere ghar vale ek party me jane ke...liye nikal gaye hum match dekh rahe the tabhi meri najar aunty ki boobs par padi aunty thoda jukh kar baithi thi jiske karan unke thodi thodi chuchiya dekhayi pad rahi thi kya batao dosto us din aunty kayamat lag rahi thi unhone black colour ka salwar kurta pehan rakha tha jinme unki boobs jiska size takriban 36 hoga pagal kar rahi thi , me aunty. Even in these enlightened times there was still somewhat of a stigma about white girls and black men but that doesn't matter when nature takes its course.The man's name was Mike and he was also 34. He'd only joined the company as a temporary employee that day. but he had good computer skills so they set him to work using a PC in the stores. One lunchtime she ended up at the same table and Mike started up a conversation. Angie's used to having fellers chatting her up but Mike just seemed to get. Mr James thought he might explode right there and then, this whole situation turned him on so much, but he held himself back this was about Izzy, this was about Izzy and her first time being incredible. He looked down and watched her head move back and forth along his shaft. He touched her cheek and beckoned her up to him; she kissed her way up his chest, taking care to remember every ripple of muscle along the way. Mr James removed Izzys jeans and before he knew it she had wriggled her panties. Our thoughts are molded throughout our lifetime by our genes, our DNA, our childhood, our life' s experiences. If crime stoppers could someday record the thought processes of each person, like fingerprints, they would always catch their man! But that would be Big Brotherism.But think of it, there are great musicians, inventors, statesmen, athletes, artists, loose women, cannibals, serial killers. And each knows that inner sanctum in his mind. His brother doesn't know. His wife doesn't know..