Then we both concentrated on the Telegu movie being played inside the bus. After some time when I looked at her, she was in deep sleep. She looked so ...eautiful in sleep. Her big boobs were falling and raising as she breathed.I just could not do anything as she was my friend’s wife. All I could do was enjoy the aroma of her body and see her ample cleavage. Her ass was big so she occupied the whole seat. Whenever she shifted in the seat, the right side of her ass was touching my body. The feeling. How amazingly hard it must be, you think, for it to move like that. He edges closer to the young woman and, with his hands under her knees, slowly raises her legs. He holds his member in one hand, points it down between the woman’s legs and eases his pelvis towards her. You become aware of me pulling at your hand, you resent the intrusion on your intense concentration. It’s like being woken halfway through a wonderful dream. You don’t want the excitement to stop. But I’m insistent, “Come on.” I. ” Taylor tone shifts, “We know that our ‘superior’ western world was built with the stolen goods, and on the backs of Black slaves… by the incapable and weak White male.” She said as the crowd went silent .“That’s right, we all know that it’s true. White men couldn’t have accomplished any of their advances without Black men doing all the work for them, and notice I said men. My fellow white women, we may have been in on the heist, but we damn sure didn’t see any of the profits. Yet we still. Herself walking through a huge maternity ward, thousands of screaming babies all about her. Each infant identical with hair and eye color exactly matching her own. Disturbing as that sliver of semi-consciousness had been, seeing her sister in such a state as she was had to be worse."Don't make a fuss." Ayeka forced a smile, "I'm just having a little difficulty dealing with all of this!" Gingerly she reached out and stroked Sasami's concerned face. "How are you holding up?" I feel like shit!".