" Mum sighs. "I should'veknown that when you inherited my talent for performing, you'd have gotmy artistic temperament too, and with it my depression..... I'm so sorry Idid that to you, Kayleigh-Ann." ...Sure, I think to myself. Let's go withthat. I open my mouth to respond, when I see Laura and her gang walkinto the studio, all dressed and ready to dance, and an idea suddenlypops into my head."I- I think it would be good if I saw a counsellor to help me with mydepression," I say. Laura's spoken. This incident happened 2 months ago.The heroine of the story is my friend’s widow mom Anjali. She was married in early age and her husband passed away after she had given birth to my friend.She is around 35 years old with perfect stats. After her husband passed away she had a relation with one person since then and it’s still continuing. I never had any feelings towards her and we were very close.Things changed when the wife of her illegal relation came to know about them, she called her and. The anticipation of what was to cum had me so turned on all day that my panties were wet with precum my whole shift. I had made sure before I left for work that I had an enema because I was determined to get fucked that night. When I got to his place he was wearing nothing but a bath robe he sat down on the couch and I sat next to him as we watch a bit of porn he opened his bath robe and began to stroke his cock and I watched in fascination. I undressed fast and wasted no time I dropped to my. The next morning at ten o’clock, I heard Anita coming in the house.I went to greet her. She was not alone; a black man was there by her side. My wife introduced him as Carl; she then added:“He is the young man that tore your wife's pussy up all night long…”Ana told me that she had been thinking about it and after the way Carl had fucked her, she thought I should have to see how a black man with a real hard cock does a married white pussy.Then she took the hand of her black stud and headed to.