I've been hanging out with these guys for a while because they usually come by the shop. The impression these guys give off is that they're a bunch of...thugs, but if you take the time to talk to them, you'll find there is a lot more to them than that. These niggas are very fucking intelligent.It's Midnight and it's time to close the shop, Miguel mentioned going back home to work things out with his girl. So I was going to head home. Before I did, Malito pulls up next to Miguel and me and asked. "What a waste." He said to Carl. "Give me that remote!" Heturned to my wife and said "Lisa?" "What Mike?" she quipped. "Hey, call me honey. I have the remote, come on." He joked. She waited a few seconds then said "What Honey?" "We were wondering earlier, are you wearing a bra under your t-shirt?" She again waited a bit before answering "No." "Well, since you don't seem to like underwear, I say take off your pantiestoo then." Mike said as he pretended to press buttons on the remote. Lisa looked. She smiled weakly, not knowing what to do. I then casually lifted her from the couch and asked her where her bed was.She replied that her room was near the kitchen. I had a nighty in my hand and I placed her on the bed and then I made her wear the nighty.“Pushpakka, I’ll make a tea for both of us”.She was still sitting there smiling not understanding what happened just now wasn’t too innocent.I brought the tea and sat on her bed. She was still smiling and I gave her the tea and sat close to her. He had then gently placed her on the sofa, stripped off all his clothes except his open shirt, and Em had seen his thick long cock and his dense curly bush, trimmed into a powerful triangular shape, just above it. This in turn had excited Em beyond all measure. She had licked her lips and opened her legs. The man’s cock had pulsed delightfully when he looked lasciviously at her hard nipples, her flat tummy, her spread thighs and her already open entrance visible because her panties were just.