He had at first found it disturbing that nearly 80% of the Church congregation were African men. Later he had realised with so many workers migrating ...o the city, leaving their wives and family working the family farm that it was not so surprising. They had all been very wonderful, when they arrived, supportive and quick to help.He had his suspicions about all this helpfulness, but tried to dismiss such fears as inbuilt prejudice that he must overcome. Nevertheless it had been some months. Wo log bhut gareeb thai aur refugee colony mai hamesa koi na koi bimar hi rehta hai.Fir hum ghar aa gaye ghar aa ke usne apne puraane kapde pehan liye aur wo ghar chali gayi .10 din ke baad ek din wo mere paas bhaagi bhaagi aayi aur boli sahab meri maa bhut bimar hai sayad hospital jana pade mai use bitha ke uske ghar gaya fir uski maa ko le ke hospital pauchaya but wo jaate hi mar gayi aarti bhut ro rahi thi maine use samhala fir agle din uska antim sanskaar karaya .Ab aarti akele ho gayi thi. “Are they off now?”“Almost...now they are” she said and kicked them under her desk, before straightening the skirt again. She had been on the phone with him for less than two minutes. She looked at the stacks of papers she had to go through as soon as possible. “Are you getting horny?”“Yes, Sir” she said, faster and a little louder than she had intended to. There was a knock on the door, then one of the department´s shared secretaries entered and put down a blue folder on the desk, before. "I suck harder...bobbing...moaning....Mmmmmmm...Mmmmmm...MMMMMMMHHHHMMMM!!!!"Amanda moans loud as she beging to hump and buck my face...P-PAPIIIIIIII....PAPIIIII.... I'M C-CUUUMMMMMIIINNNGGG!!!!She grips my head hard and holds my face tight to her CLITTY as she begings to rewards my hungry mouth with her hot, sweet CUM....I moan deeply as my tongue swirls around her pulsing CLITTY...feeling her throb and pulse her juice into my greedy mouth...MMMmmmmmmm.... I swallow her sweet honey, or most of.