To reach her home it took at least one and half hours. I’m driving very fast. She can’t hold the bike. She hugged me very tightly. I was in heaven...I could feel her boob soft. I said, Harthi today I’m very lucky. Mmmmm I know. I continued, hey your papayas are soft pa. She replied, Oh, then you’re banana will be Hard. She slowly moved there and touched my penis point. Suddenly, I lost my driving control and bike got off. She started laughing.Finally, you lost your control da. She was in white. I had a good sleep that night only to be woken up by my hubby getting ready for his work. I got up, set my saree and blouse thinking about lastnight's happenings as I looked at my son sleeping away as innocent.I got the breakfast ready for Arun's papa as he finished dressing and had his breakfast. Another 15 mins passed by and my hubby left for work. After I bid goodbye to him I went to the kitchen to cleanup the dishes and as walked in I was shocked. There's Arun standing just beside the door. " What?" He really is pretty confused about a few things, even told me that, though he refused to tell me exactly what it was that was honestly bothering him. Only that he was glad he hadn't done anything with Cheryl, because he's known, and felt all along that she wasn't the right one, and that he didn't want to have sex just for the sake of having sex the first time without it being someone he really cares about. But he also told me ... there was someone, someone he did want to do it with,. "Cum while you watch me fuck a black guy." I pressed my elbows together, forcing my tits up and out. Craig continued wanking himself above them, his face contort in a weird expression. "Cum on my tits!" I shouted, as I felt myself about to cum. "Cum on me while a black man makes me cum!" I let out a long, loud moan as I came over Mark's cock. Craig groaned loudly at the sound and shot a few jets of cum over my tits. It was hot and sticky. I smiled as I ran a hand over my boob, Mark still.