I was a little put off thinking about all the big black bucks this girl most certainly had ridden in her young life. While I'm no slouch in the cock d...partment, I was sure I wasn't in the league of those extraordinary gentlemen. I did however posses a skill I hear tell many black men wouldn't even consider engaging in. I kissed her full on the mouth. Her lips were like juicy plums, I bit them and sucked on them. Then I kissed her chin and neck, then I unhooked her bra and pulled her shirt up. My mom wore a red hot salwar, which I never saw her wearing before. Aunty was also looking hot in her nightdress. I was excited to see Arjun, my cousin. We talked a lot.My mother and aunty were talking about family matters and stuff. I cared less about those things. Arjun was 1 year older than me.Uncle came home late night and uncle and aunty went to sleep after some time. I, my mom and cousin were talking and I could notice mom and him sharing some dirty looks! I ignored those, of course.I was. Instead, Cathan slapped her breasts and moved his gaze down to her exposed pussy. It was smooth and soft, the hair having been waxed away at some point recently. Her slit looked tight and inviting with only the barest hint of her clit discernible. He moved his hands down and slowly rubbed his fingers along the crack, gently probing, pausing only to give her clit a rub. He focused his attention on her little nub, rubbing slowly and softly, knowing the effect it would have on her. At that moment, feelings of love were born in Rose’s heart. Her heart beating fast, she began to move, slowly and steadily. Her beautiful ass rose and fell in long, steady strokes. The pain didn’t seem to stop her, she wanted Lucas to feel good.Lucas seemed to sense the change in Rose’s mental state. He began to watch Rose’s beautiful face, which although she had a happy smile and tears in her eyes, showed a little of the pain she was feeling. Rose is a strong woman, a assassin, has gone.