"I'm Jim Davis. Do you like beef jerky?" Yes, especially the teriaki flavor." How about pepperoni sticks?" Not really that much." How about smoked bee... sausage?" Like Hickory Farms you mean?" Do you like their sausage?" Yes, but it's expensive. I've tried it at the malls at Christmas time." Jim reached into his big cooler and pulled one of his out and sliced it into two equal halves. He cut off a sample and offered it to her. "Try this and let me know what you think." She took a small bite,. Maybe if I just put it behind me. I had to find a way to resist the temptations that Black bitch put before me. She was the devil in disguise. I resolved to not go back down that dark path. I had to return to the things that made me happy before. And find a way to convince my wife and daughter that Sarina shouldnt come around anymore. Most importantly without letting them know of the sins I committed or having Sarina tell them. I still had to play along long enough to convince my family. Her name was Lata, she was a typical Marathi maid who was not at all beautiful but had a body that made my cock get uncomfortable. From what I know her stats was 36-30-38. I had my eye on her since I hit puberty. I use to masturbate in her name while bathing and before going off to sleep. She wore the sari below her navel and also her blouse was very tight and deep neck. While sweeping and moping and doing other dusting work I use to get enough glimpse of her cleavage as she never wore a bra.. "She giggled which sent an even more pleasant vibration up through my shaft."Actually, a bunch of the teabaggers are patients of mine" Are you supposed to be telling me this." As long as I talk about them as a group." So they have high performance penises?" No, mostly they have erectile dysfunction or they tend to tea bag each other a lot and gay sex often has its own risks." Not that there's anything wrong with that." Of course not." A lot of the time the problem is that they won't admit that.