I have no complaints about you for the first time that day; I confess that I wanted you from the first moment. I was myself surprised by my reaction. ... wanted you, my choot got wet when you talked to me. Bhanu is a dark person, but you have fair complexion. I wanted you; it has been my teenage fantasy to be fucked by a fair man. I dont know why, but I have always liked fair men. You are handsome and very fair. That night when Bhanu fucked me, it was only his body but I was imagining as if you. Both hands fumbled at the belt and then the zipper until the pants loosened and a swollen shaft popped free.Sam's eyes narrowed. He pushed Brigid's hands away and grasped the stiff cock with one hand. He tipped the woman's chin up with the other hand. Almost gently, he slapped the mushroom shaped head against each cheek before rubbing it on her scarlet painted lips. Eyes locked and then those lips parted and began to slide down the length of the rigid shaft.Sam groaned softly, his hand taking. In case you don"t have the one I want to see, then you can go and get it. Okay," she decided.When we entered the flat Nisha was all praises "Wow, what a lovely flat. It is beautifully furnished. I love it." I designed the interiors myself," I said proudly.Nisha was not listening but was going from one room to the other."What are you looking for? There is no one here but us," I said."I am inspecting your flat. Do you mind? Tell me something..." she said.I knew what was coming and interrupting. A picture book was open: shots of a baby wearing white clothes in church, held by different people. His eyes wandered over to the horizon of her chest, then back. There was one upside down where she was holding the baby proudly with women of two different generations behind her. She noticed his attention: ‘Isn’t he cute? Just baptized a week ago Sunday. Terri’s a very brave woman.’ ‘Terri’s your daughter?’ ‘Terri’s my granddaughter. Her little boy is named John Robert, after my husband. Mary.