She was no longer wearing her evening gown; now she just wore a simple short black skirt and matching, low cut, sleeveless top. One strap of her top w...s hanging off her shoulder. She also had on the stiff leather collar and the identity tag that marked out all of those that were going through preparation. Her face looked gaunt; dark bags under her eyes testified to nights without sleep. She stared past me with an empty look in her eyes.She'd been brought to one of the interview rooms. "Hello. Aor ek dam mam ke chikne ki awaj huyi shahad papa ne mam ki chuchi jor se daba di.Aunty: huyi huyiiiiiiiiiii yaar aese tode hi dabate hain.Papa: jaan kitne dino se tadpa hun enka dudh pine ko aaj pila do plsAunty: yaar main aesi vesi aurat nahi hun, tum samja karoPapa: main aapko aesi vesi kahan samaj raha hun main to apni dost samaj raha hun aor aapko pata hai main aapko kitna chahta hunAunty: vo to hai aap school main bi moka nahi chodte.Aor papa ne unko bahon main leke bad pe lita liya,. When he started examining my pussy, I couldn't help but start breathing hard and shuddered with excitement when he touched me there.He asked me if I was fine and I just gasped, feeling that handsome black man touching me. I was so fucking aroused by his soft touch.Then he asked if I had fantasies about black men and of course I admitted I did. To amuse myself, I told him my loving husband was not so good endowed even when he used to get hard.I told him that I could not help thinking about a. . was it all just part of the act?)Anyway, not to bore you with my inner psychological state of mind, but this was my mental state when I headed over to watch my 3-1 Giants (a big 23-20 win last week) play on Mike's big screen.10. A TRADITION BEGINSWhile he was his normal relaxed self, I was a bundle of nerves. Was he going to suggest we watch porn again? Was I going to be able to see his cock again? Did he have any clue of the anxiety and excitement that was jittering around inside me?As he.