Just as I was shaking at my most, Mr Morrison made one final powerful thrust into my hungry cunt and he started shooting his load inside me. I could f...el his hips shooting forward with each squirt and it was an eternity before he was done emptying his balls into my womb. He finally pulled out and took me in his arms, kissing me and teasing my tits. Linda moved behind me and parted my legs. She slipped her tongue inside my slit and drank her daddy's cum that was mixed with my juices. We finally. Why would I mind that? Of course, you should invite him. I will cook nice food.Me – Thanks, jaan. I love you.Nisha – Love you too, jaanu. Anything for you.The next morning I emailed Mr. Bull and invited him for dinner this coming Friday. I gave him the address and asked him to come around 7 PM.He replied that I should introduce him to Nisha by his real name, which was Sameer. We discussed a few more details through emails to be on the same page while building this fake college ‘friends’. "The sexiest thing you have ever done is look temptation in the face and resist, saying it isn't worth losing me," my wife says, moving forward to hug me reassuringly.~~~"I will meet you at home, dear. I need to grab some notes from my office for my sermon, Sunday," I say to my wife before kissing her cheek. When I open the door to my office, imagine my surprise to find my office occupied - by her. In my chair is a scantily clad Ms. Peterson. "No one will know, Paster Stevens," she promises.. He was hers and no war was going to change that and as the night turned to blue early morning light and the fire began to die in the fireplace she lay in Damians arms recounting her childhood and how in the night she had transform to woman with purpose. She knew two of her other friends had taken the plunge that very night too with black American soldiers they had fallen for but she knew none of their experiences would exactly the same although they would have joined an elite club of white.