She introduced her house to me. It was comparitively small but was clean and tidy. The entire house had an aroma of sandalwood. She took me to hall, s...itched on light music. We were chatting everyday for so long but when we met no words exchanged. We both were quiet and only the music was on. The baby broke the silence, started crying as it was hungry. Krithi fed the child some rice and made him sleep in the bedroom.She came back to the hall and asked What has made you so silent today? On. Old Santy Claus knows where the naughty girls areAnd BimboTech girls are most naughty by far.And since the girls fill up their stockings so niceSanta often comes there; Hell, some nights he comes twiceBut this X-mas Santa had someone in towAn old woman bound with ribbons and a bow.She looked quite distressed with her mouth stuffed with gauzeAnd Tittiefuck guessed that it was Mrs. ClausAbout this T.F. didn't know what to thinkBut that never stopped Tittie, she called Mr. Fink.The boss hurried. Mamta: Oh, you lucky fucking bastard. You will be so lucky to ram this ass of mine and I won’t say no. You are going to tear me, aren’t you?The black guy smirked at Mamta. Mamta also blushed she threw the note apart and walked to the chaise. She got on top of the chaise lounge, with her ass flaunting up in the air. She looked back at the black guy and twerked her ass inviting him.The black guy walked to her, slowly jerking his dick. Holding her ass, he put his dick in her asshole.Mamta: (eyes. Just as I drifted back into my reverie involving the Commander's lovely young daughter, a loud warning horn blasted throughout the ship! Panic stricken, I snapped bolt upright, my eyes wildly seeking the cause of this rude interruption. Adrenalin flooded my system as the 'fight or flight' syndrome kicked in but, of course' neither fight nor flight was a realistic option. I slowly regained some semblance of rational thought and realized that the Proximity Warning klaxon was sounding and its red.