Ye sunkar meri khushi ka thikana nhi rha.Aur m seedha unke boobs ko muh me lekr chusne lga.Kya maza aarha tha.Au vo dheere dhere moon ka rrahi thi.Aaa... aaaah araaam se rocy araam se. M teri hi hu.Araaam se kaat boobs ko.Ye sunkar m aur pagal ho gya. Aur unke boobs ko kass kass k dabane laga.Unhone meri jeans kholni shru ki.Aur mere lund k upar hath ghumane lagi. Aur upr geela ho gya.Toh usse bade pyar se dabane lagi. M pagal hone laga..Fir unhone mera lund bahar nikal liya. Aur dekh kar chok. M. She told me that she would take me out. She was wearing a jean and t shirt. I could see her bra strap from backside, front had some graphics.We boarded a bus, it was very crowded. We were facing each other she bent her neck to take money from her bag and I saw a little cleavage I instantly got a boner I tried to cover it but she noticed, she looked at me with a strange look, them she turned away. I was behind her due to crowd I had one had on her shoulder.I realized the my fingers were on. What did you think we were,Hooker's?"I blushed. "Sorry, saw you on the corner with those other girls."We got a lot of hoots and hollers, as we turned to walk up fourteenthstreet to the night club. I got my ass patted and groped at almost everycorner.Then we were at the club. "Sorry Mona, but we have to see yourgirlfriends ID. We don't want any underage kids coming in here."'Shit I thought to myself. I fished around in the borrowed purse lookingfor my regular driver's license. I was cursing. They did seem a bit confused with our Indian products and the lady approached my wife for some help with local Indian names of ingredients to cook some of their African recipes. By the time the discussion was over we were being invited to their place for dinner. We accepted in an effort to help foreigners settle in our country.I must mention we are of mixed Indian-European decent and my wife is fair with blue eyes from the European bloodline and with jet black hair and high breasts from her.