Me-yahi ki jo aauraat 6 mehne pehle salwaar kurta pehnti thi aaj wo wo direct towel mein bathroom ke bahar aaa gyi.Mom-to kya hua mein kya aapne bete ...e samne bhi bahar nhi aa skti kya?Me-nhi aaa skte hoooo.Mom-hmmmmmmm.Me-par aap achanak itne modern kaise ho gaye.Mom-meri ek friend ne banaya, wo kehti thi ki aajkal jeans or thong ka zamana hai salwar kurta or saree ka nhi.Me- to phir abhi kya aap sirf jeans pehenti ho kya?Mom- nhi jab tumahre dad ghar aate hai tab sirf salwaar kamiz, or uske. I've never been attracted to black men but always admired their confidence. Let's be honest white people if we were given their predicament would we walk around like the world was ours I think not.Anyway I've only been with two men in my life thinking my husband would be my last. It wasn't until a tiff at the office that my crush was exposed to me and probably everyone else. This real skanky bitch who was throwing herself shamelessly at my boss was talking shit because he didn't respond to her. As usual, Momand I did all the cleanup. When we were done I pulled my bowl of doughout of the fridge, ready to spoon it onto cookie sheets. Mom said,"Sandy, you made so much! We'll be eating cookies for the next month!" I hope so," I laughed. You know how I love oatmeal chocolate chipcookies." Then she asked me, "Sandy, would you mind mailing some envelopes for me?Your friends won't be here for another half hour." Mom, it's like 20 below out there! I'll have to bundle up pretty warmto make it. . taking deepbreaths I sobbed against his legs'Don't you ever do that again' I cried when I got enough breath in mybody'Aww I'm sorry, did the little slut not like the deep throat, you soundedlike you did' he said with a huge shit-eating grin on his faceNow get back on it and finish me off, I've paid for a blow-job, so youhad better get your pretty lips wrapped around my cock and get me off.Reluctantly I moved forward and took his cock in my hand again'Ok, but no more rough stuff' I said He.