"Her eyes narrowed as she watched me."I'm sure I had birthdays in ninth grade and tenth grade and eleventh grade," I said. "Just like I'm sure I was j...st as big an asshole as Cammie says I was." Everybody says you were," Tanya pointed out."Whatever," I agreed. "But it wasn't me. I went to sleep on Christmas Eve, 2003, and I woke up two months ago, on Christmas, December 25, 2006. It's like I just skipped three years of my life. Somebody lived them, but it wasn't me."Tanya cocked her head, no. He was looking at me when I said “what”? He asked again my age, I told him and he says “How you end up with a booty like that”? I was surprised he had asked this and I told him I didn’t know and laughed a bit. I had noticed his attitude seem to change a bit. We were in the room for another minute when I turned towards him saying I was ready to go when I saw something about his build was different. I noticed immediately the outline of his dick was starting to show in shorts. It wasn’t rock. I caught my breath as I bend over a chair and felt Randy opening my pussy lips with his long black fingers. I moaned loud as he shoved again his fingers deep in my soaking wet cunt. The bastard made me cum again; as he had done the first time on stage.Then I could feel his cock just starting to enter me and I turned my head to look at the black man as he drove that hard cock into me. Suddenly I felt my tits swinging as he vigorously thrust in and out and I heard my husband telling me to urge. Amar was taken back by her questions and unable to answer he felt numb. Caressing his thighs she said ‘I can understand what you Boys like and so does every woman.’ ‘But, but . . . . .’ he stammered again. ‘No buts. You are grown up and it is your duty to take care of her’ and caressing his thighs said ‘don’t you like it, tell me, tell me’ she asked. ‘I I don’t know’ he stammered again. ‘Does it not feel good? Does it not thrill you? Like wise make her feel good’ she said. ‘What’ as he uttered.