I remembered that girl which came in my restaurant and started all this between me and Khala. Khala noticed me looking at her boobs. She slowly brough... her hand towards her boobs and with her index finger pulled her t shirt more lower making her cleavage clearly visible along with her bra cups holding those beautiful boobs. I raised my head and looked her. He eyes were filled with mischief and she said “Jahangir I love you. Electric shook passed in me and with no time to waste I pulled her. I start feeling chills up my back, let me remind you, nobody has ever seen me in panties, so this was thrilling because this was my first again, so to say, He pulls me closer to him and I can fill his dick through his pants, and I was like damn, it felt soooo big, as he starts rubbing himself on my body, i start getting hotter and hotter and lean back and he starts kissing my neck, ok at that point i was ready to lose it,but he wasn't ready, he slaps my ass so hard i scream with pleasure, " he. The two goddesses strolled over to the night clerk, with several males watching their every move. The clerk looked very attentive-to their breasts-as Diane passed him an envelope, then wrote out something on a pad. He shelved it in the room slot, then nodded as Patricia spoke. I noticed she had bent forward, allowing her left breast to fall out of her top. He was mesmerized, while she continued talking to him, pretending not to notice. She passed him a bill of some denomination, and he nodded. The dancing started right after everyone ate. A tall black guy named CJ, who appeared to be a little older than me, began to dance with my mom. From what I saw, he was the only black person at the reception. He knew my cousin’s new wife somehow. My mom ended up dancing with him most of the night while dad and I just sat and watched. They grinded and danced sexually. I can specifically recall what happened when Jeremih’s song “Don’t tell ‘em” began to play. Their hands were all over one another..