I dated several in my 20s and every romantic or sexual encounter I had with them was mind blowing. Every black BBW I was ever with was a sensational l...ver who gave 100% every time. And every one had a filthy mouth, no inhibition, and no ego. And to top it off, every one did weed. I moved out of my wife’s and my house and into my new apartment on Saturday, October 2, 2010. I set my desk and computer right next to my bed and then began my quest. I first opened my folder that contains every track. Me: So, this is the state of an exhausted penis?Kanak: Don’t worry; it is a temporary phase only. You’ll soon get it back to its normalcy. Go and have it washed nicely, else it will itch. I will carry the kid to the toilet to make him urinate to avoid bed wetting.In 7 to 8 minutes time, I was back after the wash. Kanak tied her petticoat above her boobs and carried the child to the toilet. By the time she was back, I was fast asleep. This routine continued till Kanak delivered her second baby.. "DARA!" came an edgy shriek from Ket. "DARA, ARE YOU THERE?"If only I wasn't."DARA! WHAT THE HELL?" shouted Ket, now facing her at the bottom of the stairs. Ket's face contorted with rage and concern. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"Dara looked down at the floor, a sight she'd grown accustomed to, whimpering, another frequent symptom of her newfound existence. Unable to come up with anything else, she let out a pathetic, "I don't know." You don't know?" quizzed a fastly enraging. Lee picked her up and she yowled her unhappy yowl as Lee carried her downstairs to the kitchen. Instead of eating, she headed on down to the TV room and the garage. I followed her down, only to find her sitting inside her little cat litter box dome, head facing out. Got a bit of a greeting, but she had no interest in coming out or anything.We went out for breakfast and some shopping. The orange one was still in her cat box when we returned. She isn't saying anything, she's responsive, if kind.