By now, it was full dark, and it was really really cold, I could notwalk back to the house empty-handed.So I knocked again on the door, he just smiled...through the window andswitched on the porch light.Now I was fully exposed and in plain view. I knocked again moreurgently due to fear of discovery.I saw him mouth one word. Beg"Please, Jim let me in," I pleaded I had lost feeling in my toes andfingers were blue along with my lips. I had stopped shivering andstarted shaking.I started to plead. " I've always wanted to hear it."She led me into the kitchen where we sat and talked over a coffee, she wanted to know everything about me, everything that had happened to me that she wouldn't have read in the papers. I told her about all my foster parents, how they'd all despaired of me and of how I'd always refused to call any of them "mum" or "dad." It must have been awful for you Tommy." It was mostly my own doing mum and it can't have been a picnic for you either." Well it wasn't, but. Nish mere bagal me hi soyi hui thi.Kisiko kuch ajib nahi laga kyonki hum apas me kafi friendly the aur bachpan se ek sath hi sote the jab bhi me gaon me jata tha.Dinbhar ki travelling se thak kar sabhi jaldi so gaye.Me apne mobile pe song sun rahat tha.Thodi der bad mene dekha ki nisha meri trf me karke soyi hui ye usko dekh kar mera man machlne laga maine socha ye soyi hui hai to kyo na kuch maja kar lu.Maine dhire se apna hath uske muh par phiraya.Woh top aur jeans me hi soyi thi.Uska hath. Get back to me and we will talk about my big black cock pleasuring that tight little white pussy of yours. You’re in for one hell of a ride.” He included one photo. It was of him, fully naked. A white woman was kneeling in front of him. He had a handful of her hair and half of his hard black cock in her mouth. I almost orgasmed just from reading his e-mail and looking at the picture.That night I insisted that my husband fuck me but as he did I was thinking about Jason and his big black fuck.