Ek bar to maine unke chehre par jor ka lal nishan dekhkar puchh hi liya aunty ye kya hai, kal rat jarur koi khas bat thi kya, wo boli dhat tu nahi sam...hega. Wo low cut ka blowse pahanti thi, jisse unki bbos ki golaiya saf jhankti thi,lekin mai hamesh hi uski taraf akarshit rahta tha, aur jab bhi unse milta to unke boobs and body ko dekhta rahta.kya batau dosto unke bare mai unke wo bade bade boobs wo mast moti gand dekh ke mai aaj bhi mast ho jata hu,Ek bar hum dosto ne milkar parents day ka. I have 36C breasts, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a sexy little bubble ass. I wouldn't say my ass is big, but there's definitely a little junk in my trunk.At the club, I saw this sexy black guy checking me out. He was tall, muscular, dressed nice. Definitely the kind of guy that could get me wet quickly. He came over and talked to me. His name was Tyrell. He was a few years younger than me, but I didn't care. I've been with younger guys before.He bought me a few drinks, and we sat in a booth. He assumed it was her bedroom still. Then there was the Rubin’s house that abutted the Shaws to the rear. Nicholas had to go all the way to the right of his window in order to look far enough across to the left to see the Rubin’s house. He needed his binoculars to see anything in detail, but he could see the entire back of their house, including a second floor balcony, and a little garden area that Mrs. Rubin kept very tidy. He liked watching the Rubin’s three cats mill about the yard and try. It was a lot of college-age folks (probably ten guys for every girl), maybe a fourth of the crowd looked like tourists and lots of black men, but nearly no black women.We guys were wearing all of the beads the girls had collected earlier at the parades. We planned on trading for titties! Kelly and Lisa would have to work for more on their own. They actually collected a dozen or more strands on our initial walk down Bourbon just for being beautiful and not having to show anything.On the way back.