I always just wanted to look around. Sometimes I saw things I should not see. Other times, I saw the same things. But it never failed for there to be ...t least one guy standing with his hard cock sticking out of his pants getting ready to cum on the floor. I slowly opened the door and stepped inside. The music playing on the intercom was seductive and soothing. The walls were covered in a soft red velvet cloth which corrugated in waves along the perimeter. The floors were shiny and well waxed. “Gopi, did you and your sister have a good time when I had gone?”, she asked.Gopi was taken aback and could not reply. Sonaben continued, “I know what is going on between you two Gopi. I have beenwatching you admire your sister and I wanted you to get together with her and so I started sleeping in the kitchen and then wentaway for a week so that you will be able to reveal your love to your sister. Have you done that?” Gopi was happy with relief andsaid, “Yes mother. Urmi also loves me mother. “ The thing is James” said Master, “ It’s in every white mans psyche to have fantasies about being owned and dominated by a black bull with a big cock”” And women!” Added James” Correct. The DNA of the white man is slowly changing. The fucking lefty cocksuckers are fighting for our rights as much as we are. Trojan horse” he laughed” British white males used to feel superior. Now there masculinity isn’t what it was. Look at the white male.Hair in buns, feminine “ manscaping” with face creams ,. Well, at least half of it. I started thinking about it when I turned twenty-five, you start to wonder at that quarter-century mark just what the hell you’ll be doing when you get old, when you retire. I mean you want to be where you want to be, and I wanna die happy. I’ve been lucky, I’ll turn fifty-two next month, I’m not ready to retire yet, life’s been good to me, it’s been a trip. Twenty-five years ago I was still working in restaurants, like since I’d been a kid. Now I own one, a.