She wore a chiffon sari with a dark green tight fitting blouse. The blouse was deep cut and you can imagine those lotus buds were just being hugged by...that piece of cloth. Atul’s hormones were racing when he saw this ravishing beauty. The chiffon sari was a bit transparent and Atul could see the cleavage and the hard nipples. The swarthy skin between the blouse and the petticoat was exposed and was inviting Atul’s hungry eyes.Rumpa started teaching Atul as usual, but the beautiful breasts were. We sat down in a booth next to each other and ordered our beverages. As we talked, I noticed the people around the bar were all professionals making deals, visiting and having lunch. I noticed a black guy probably about forty sitting at the bar sipping a drink. I watched him for a while. Jenn and I had discussed how hot it would be for her to be with a black man. I noticed that he was not visiting with anyone. And I asked Jenn if she trusted me? She replied “completely, you know that”. I. A slight breeze blows across your stretched rose bud and gives you a tingling sensation right through you to the tip of you cock which is dripping in precum. Before you can get used to the sensation you feel my finger slipping into the open whole that tried to accommodate me. It feels so much nicer than my member. All the pleasure and barely any of the pain."I hope it didn't hurt to much. Maybe next time you'll be able to take me better. Anyway, check out the pictures."I hand you my phone as. "Sir, you think you know me but you don't. Please let me explain. I took the light down from my door and I don't work there any more." She said this with a nod towards the now darkened cabin."From the life I've been livin' I've been given freedom. You're standin' in the shadow of a lady! So, Sir, don't say the things you think are true; that isn't me but someone else you knew."The man froze, staring at her as she walked around him on her journey to a better life. She stopped and turned back,.