I m just come.10 min baad ammi apni car se parking me inter hui. Or muje call ki maine apni car k indicators on car diye or usne apni car pas me laga ...i.jb ammi car se utari yrr main to dekhta hi reh gya . She is looking hot sexy ….. usne muje gale lag k hi bola or hum upr mall ki tarf chale gye. Maine gold class ki do ticket li or theater me entr ho gye .Maine uska hath pakda hua tha . Mere sath wali seat per bhi ek couple tha . 10 min baad movie strt ho gyi . Kuch der baad ne mere ungliyo me. My new friend would let out the occasional moan and as I continued to suck his black pole he started talking dirty to me. Saying things like, "Yeah suck that black dick" or "Take my cock" or "Damn that feels good", "You black meat don;t you". Just saying stuff like that. Now, for some reason, steam rooms make me horny and so do black men. So here I was on my knees in a steam room sucking a black cock with raging hard-on.I had lost all track of time and failed to notice the steam room had been. I was Sean’s property.The pitch darkness gradually gave way to a dim morning light, and my paralysis began to lift. Gradually the feeling came back into my body and my arms began to ache in their metal manacles. I pulled on the chains, hoping for some sort of release, and shivered in the cold of the barn. There was no heating here.I did indeed think of 21 year old Sean Henson, my former pupil. My life and future now lay in his hands. As he lay soundly asleep in his warm comfortable bed, he. "After some stimulating conversation about what he did for a living the talk turned to her charity."So Vivian why do you do it, I mean why a homeless women's shelter?" Why, because it's a great cause. Actually we're all just one really bad day away from the streets, present company excluded. The thought of me being homeless and on the streets with two small children is one of the scariest thoughts I've ever had. If I can just raise enough money keep the shelter open a least some women will have.