Tia was feeling excited yet a bit frightened. A sudden small orgasm shot through her and she bit her lip not to let out a moan out loud. She wondered...to herself why she was letting a black African man touch her like this. Although aroused, she felt uncomfortable with black hands all over her."Please, you've got to stop. This is not right and I fear that my brother will see this. I do not know why I have let this get this far. You are not only very black but twice my age. My parents would. My size at that time was a 70-75cm bra (less than 29 inches).My mom told me that for sarees a normal bra is the perfect setting and so we went to buy three bras and they had straps. After picking three my mom billed them and asked me to wear one as I will have to go for stitching my blouse. We purchased the saree and we went to the tailor.Meanwhile, my mom told me that I can get my blouse stitched for two sarees here. The black one I can get it stitched in Chennai, as I will get good designs. When I walked in I was very happy I saw her top on the floor in the hallway and could here his voice saying suck this big black dick white girl i walked in the living room to see my wife on her knees with his big black cock out of his pants.He said your wife is going to get fucked all night and suck dick all night and when she will be my sex slave.Now pour us a drink while this white women does what she is told,I said ok pour us a drink when i came back my wife had nothing ohe pulled her head. I do not want you to think bad of me, but somehow, I don't think you will. Just please know I'm giving you more trust than I've ever given anybody. So, if you'll excuse my inexperience, I will try to put into words what I did after we signed off our chat.I lay in bed for the longest, on top of the sheets, just thinking about all the things out there I am denied. I can't go into a sex-shop and buy those toys. I can't get wild in public. I can't have wild, mindless sex. And I really, really enjoy.