Did I mention my mom is hopelessly racist? I probably should have mentioned that. She never talked to me about saving my virginity. She also never spo...e to me about not smoking pot. I knew my mom had gotten high a few times but never around me or my siblings. It was the 1970s back then, after all.The things she made absolutely clear to both Chastity and I was never to mix races or date black guys. Those were lessons she pounded into our heads pretty regularly. Mom’s house was decorated with. ” her hands grabbed my ass and she shoved me down onto his face. Her hands on my hips, his tongue up my cunt was one of the most wonderful experiences. I came over and over on his face. His pussy-bitch face. His beard all up in my cunt was a symbol of power as we lorded it over him. His tongue flicked over me like a snake and my body was losing all control. GIving it straight to her. SHe bent me forward, keeping my clit on his hungry mouth. My pussy felt some cold air making me need. I was so. Her boobs are looks like almost jumping out of her bra. It made me feel Horney. And she went kitchen for preparing food for us. I am sure today I am going to fuck Anitha like my own property.As usual Parthiban started drinking heavy. He finished his strong third round. But I am in my first round. That is also not so strong mix. It is feels like cool drinks for me. But Parthiban is almost out of his sense. I told Parthiban that I want go to toilet for piss.He told toilet is next to the kitchen.. Dinner was grilled steak and baked potatoes, and he had bought an apple pie to heat up for dessert. She was replete when she pushed back from the table. “You spoil me,” she said.“The quality of my cooking is in about the same ratio to yours as the quantity. This is the last day of class.”“And it wasn’t any bother at all. I could have cooked.”“You could have cooked,” he told her, “but this was my celebration. I wanted to make it special for you.” All of that was true, if not the whole truth. He.