Bina kuch bole har cheez utarta rha unke pure kapde utarne k bad ab m seedha unki chut p aagya pta nhi kyu but mujhe chut chatne ka bhut shauq h bhut ...ada m bina gayae unki chut chatne lga kbhi apni zaban chut k andhra kbhi bahar bhabi sone ka natak kre..Aur chup bed ki chadar ki mutthi bhare aur wo sone ka natak isilye krrhi th kyuki humare beech m kbhi aisa kuch nhi th aur ye bhut sharam ki bat thi hmare ghar m but kya kre sex to sex h so b chut chatne k bad m dheere dheere unki navel ko. She even yelled that impossibly ridiculous cry of "You 'd Man!" one time -- causing her fellow spectators to stare at her as if she were demented.But she behaved herself, in the exhibitionism department. Once, I saw her seated high on a bluff overlooking the 8th green. Her skirt was decorously arranged over her uplifted knees and the material was ample enough to cover her, thighs and calves alike, completely.But I had the angle on her, at one point, and our eyes met. At that moment, I was. Her brother Giles had begged her not to come. "The bastard will have you there with no one to help you, Ronnie. God knows what he might try."She smiled when her brother's handsome image came to her mind, remembering how much she had wanted him when they were young, as he grew to manhood before her, and how jealous of his lovers she had been. Grandma had even known that, urging her once to "Bide your time, Cherie. Giles will someday see your value to him." Lately, the temptation to beg him to. So when Joe came home I easily talked him into going down to the alternative nightclub we had visited once before and off we went. Upon entering the club I saw that it was as crowded as usual and Joe and I took up a small table and settled with our drinks to look over the crowd. It was then I saw a really nice looking black lady sitting off to one side and my mind went from sucking and fucking a tranny to this beautiful black lady. I pointed her out to Joe and he agreed that I should try and.