. ‘I asked her, ‘ if you keep DP by wearing saree … I will give more seducing comments … ‘ and sent her wink smiley .A few seconds later …... she changed her DP and messaged me, ‘ look my DP now … ‘I opened her DP. she was in light green saree which revealed her hip mostly … That was so fleshy and sexy … And some matching red blouse … a sleeveless blouse … Wow … she was a damn sexy man … I could her see her navel too as the saree was transparent .I thought her husband is unlucky … leaving this. “Hello?” I said.“Mornin’ sista,” a voice said. Oh my. I wasn’t looking into the black void of the inside of the shop. I was looking at the black chest of the very, very big barista. He was at least six-ten. I thought at first, he was wearing a black tank top, but it proved to be a black dress shirt from which he’d torn the sleeves. His arms were as big around as my head! Seattle simply does not prepare you for this. The last black man I’d seen in Seattle was on the basketball court Friday. " Leave me alone please," Rosie said.One of the boys reached for her suitcase but before he could put his hands on it the conductor grabbed him by the scruff of the neck. He grabbed the other boy's shirt front and forced them both to the door. Not waiting for the driver to slow down the conductor threw the two ruffians off the trolley. Rosie saw them tumbling and rolling along the ground for several yards."I hope they broke their bloody necks," Rosie's rescuer said. Turning to her he said,. She whimpered when his cock slipped out as he rolled her off of him and moved to get on top again. As he hovered over her, impatiently trying to spread her legs, she reached out to touch his angry red cock, hard as ever and slick with their combined fluids. "Whassamatter, baby?" she slurred. Her head was swimming. That orgasm had really taken it out of her and now the booze was slamming her hard. "You want more futher.. futhermucking?" "Yes I want more!" Tommy answered hotly, ignoring her.