.. I did not mean to touch you like that. It was very improper but truly an accident. Please forgive me," she replied."I will only forgive you if you ...ut your hand back," he countered. The African then held her shoulder and gripped her hand pulling it back to his lap. He pressed her hand against his hard erection and leaned over with a slight kiss on her on the neck."Please don't, please. I'm not that kind of girl. I've never touched a black man before and my parents would hate me if I did."Tia. I yelled at my mother too. Why did she let him do it? Didn't she ever think how horrible it made me feel, knowing my mother was a cuckquean but not able to do anything about it. Why didn't she do something?I didn't really realize how old my Dad and Mom were getting to be until I watched them cry in front of me. I couldn't take it. I kneeled down between their chairs and wrapped my arms around both of them. I just wanted them to love me and to love each other. We cried together and then Doctor. My wife tried to reassure me saying it was never anything serious, just sex, but being a skinny white guy I always found myself feeling insecure, thinking about them fucking her.As time went on my jealousy seemed to overwhelm me as I found myself searching through her Facebook galleries looking at old pictures of her dressed all slutty, always hugging and kissing different guys. Each picture had comments saying things like, 'thanks for last night baby,' or 'let's do it again sometime'.Whenever. I was feeling sick so I dashed to the sick room to find that no one was there except Moti. She was sitting there alone, dressed in her tight shalwar kamiz as usual. As usual my dick started to grow when I saw her… Whose wouldn’t! She was such a sexy fuck that even a blind man’s dick would suddenly rise. I went and sat down next to her and began staring at her beautiful breasts. She was a bit tan… and her figure was incredible for her age… She had a good bust an ass. As I quietly stared at her.