I'm home... " Sandi called from the front entryway. "Whose cars are these? Are you having a party or something?" Hi, Sandi," I said, intercepting her ...n her way to the family room. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" Sure. I thought that was your car... Let's go in the family room... " Actually, I sort of wanted to talk to you in private," I made up. "Could we go to your room?" Uhm, sure... Just let me tell Brad I'm home and... " He knows. Look, this really important. And Brad's busy helping Suzi. " I liked the-" A police car sped through the intersection, and drowned out the rest of her answer."Wha-wha-what?" I said that I liked the instrumental stuff, but didn't care one way or the other about the songs by Leann Rimes. That reminds me of something, though." Hmmm?"The light turned green then, so it was a few seconds before she continued. "Where did you get 'Wha-wha-what?' from?" I'm not sure. Why?" It's just that you also used 'boatload' earlier tonight, and I've only met one other. I don’t know what it is lately but I want everyone to know how much I love cumming with a good old back massager! Although, you’ll only hear me saying it in a blog. As I was walking around the store I saw the table with all the different massagers. Wow was I turned on! I’m usually too shy to do anything but walk by and look at them. This time, I went over and started to decide which one I was going to buy. I was picking different ones up and turning them on to test how strong the vibration was. Yes of course Nigga babies are huge and boys really make it hard for a white Mum. They have broad shoulders and big asses, not to mention big young dicks, from Daddy! A Black Mama is equipped to spit one out, but not us girls!‘Oh Fuck, Mrs Smith. I am so scared!!!’ she blubbered. ‘Mr Masala has shown me photos of his Afro wives, both pregnant ones and then the babies after birth. He is there grinning away, arms folded, like a proud giant. The wife looks half dead with the pain!’‘Is Masala going.