We got along well. He happened to be a black man by the name of Jeremy."Morning Jeremy. Ready to do it again?" Why not, Steve? How you doing, Sarge?" ...ery well, thanks. I need to talk to you at lunch Sarge, so let's eat together. Good?" You got it. I was brown bagging it today, but I can leave that for another day and we can go out."We continued on to our own cubicles to get to work. At about 11:30 we broke for lunch, and Jeremy and I walked out and across the street to the diner some of us. After grabbing her gym bag she hustled out the door at a little after six. The normally bustling streets were quiet with very few people roaming round. Most New Yorkers were still snug in their beds sleeping off the effects of welcoming the new year in. But being single, Missy had drank a cheap glass of wine and went to bed as soon as the ball had dropped. She had moved to New York only recently and still didn't know alot of people. She usually stayed at home reading trashy romance novels, like. “Fuck me, Thomas.”“Fuck your teacher, Thomas”Thomas could feel that he was about to cum“I am going to cum, ma’am”His cum splattered over her breasts, with droplets dripping down her brown nipples.“Good boy,” said Dhanya running her fingers over her cum covered breasts, she licked her fingers which were covered in cum. “Tasty,” she smiled.Before she could any anything more, Akhil was taking videos all this time. He grabbed her by the chin and cummed into her mouth. Dhanya was shocked at this.. To have an incestuous relationship with a family member was strictly taboo. Even some other lesbians would have trouble accepting that, so one had to be careful in keeping such activities private. Now that I had a relationship with my sister and now my mother, I wondered what others might have thought of that. Although my thoughts troubled me, I had no real regrets. I had enjoyed our time together, and how we were able to share our most innermost thoughts and feelings. Now she was gone I felt.