’ They waved as Helen and the girls disappeared into a line waiting to be processed through customs. Megan passed through customs on her way to the ...omestic departures concourse where she would wait to board her connecting flight. She had flown into Kennedy three times and these passageways with their bright colors and multitude of different advertisements were always amazing, but now very familiar to her. She moved along smartly until she saw two groups of video monitors with the words. "The name was not a typical white girl name and this got me interested so I replied back.Me: Come check it out. I am happy to negotiate. I live at ************She turned up at 6.00pm. She was smoking hot. She was a short sexy black girl. She was around 5'3" and she looked to be on the chubby side. She could have been no older than 24. Her tits looked to be about 36d. They looked a handful and she had an ass that was made for spanking. She was wearing tight yoga pants that showed off the curves. Next, my mother-in-law passed a very sexy comment by saying, “Oh my gosh! What a sexy Indian beauty we have got, no wonder my son is banging you a lot, how he can spare you!!??”I bluntly responded with a nasty smile, “Yes, you are darn right, your son bangs me a lot every single day”.She then said, “Hmm. Does he fuck your brains out, sweety?”I nodded my head with a seductive smile on my face. My mother-in-law grabbed me and fused her mouth against my lips with a great passion which I could not. "God that was close Karen, I was sure we were busted." Well, how did my cookie taste?" Is that what we're going to call it from now on?" It'll be our little code word for it yeah, whenever Mom or Dad are around. You can just ask me if there are any cookies left in my room, we'll laugh and then meet up here." Okay, good idea. By the way you taste sweet, your cookie tastes very sweet. So what are we going to call my cock?" Umm, how about horse." HORSE, now why would you call it that, how does.