Paul Whitmore and his wife Whitney Jennings-Whitmore of Amarillo, Texas, have fostered generations of fine people. The tall, silver-haired and blue-eyed fellow, and his tall, blonde-haired, green-eyed and curvy wife have done their best to provide safe home for young people. Now that they're retired, they spend their time tending to their farm on the outskirts of Amarillo, and also reconnecting with old friends and old acquaintances. There is nothing wrong with rekindling the flame of friendship. Our connections are what make us human, after all.
The previous week, Paul and Whitney were visited by their former foster son Jayson Braxton and their former foster daughter Chau Nguyen. The tall young African American man and the short-haired, curvy young Vietnamese American woman finished college and settled down into new lives and new careers. Paul and Whitney couldn't be prouder of Jayson and Chau, and threw them a nice dinner party. After said dinner party, a four-way bisexual interracial orgy ensued.
Folks, it was a grand old time at the Whitmore farm in Amarillo, Texas. The Whitmore couple showed their adult former foster son and adult former foster daughter the true meaning of southern hospitality. They got down and dirty and then some. Paul fucked Chau's big Asian booty and she squealed as his big white cock filled her booty hole. Whitney got to suck and ride Jayson's big black cock. At the highlight of the night, Paul fucked Whitney, and he also fucked Jayson. Good times. Now, how can Paul and Whitney top that?
"Look at that," Paul said to Whitney as he checked up on some of their former flock. Paul was sitting at the computer in the Whitmore household living room, and Whitney had just emerged from the shower. The tall, curvy, older southern white woman looked gorgeous naked. Whitney smiled and walked over to Paul, who smacked her big white ass. Whitney grinned broadly and kissed her husband, and then saw what he was looking at. A remarkable find indeed.
"Oh wow, Bilal Ahmad and Halima Ahmad just graduated from Howard University," Whitney said, and Paul nodded. A few years ago, Bilal and Halima stayed with Paul and Whitney. The Somali-born twins were shy but smart and hard-working. Paul was the one who helped them secure a scholarship to Howard University, the prestigious historically black school located in Washington D.C. Whitney and Paul hadn't seen Bilal and his sister Halima in years but hoped that they were doing good. Judging by the Somali guy and Somali gal's college graduation photos, they were doing great.
"Let's reconnect with them," Paul said, and Whitney smiled and nodded. It took some time and some work, but Paul reached out to Bilal and Halima. He sent them plane tickets and invited them to visit the Whitmore farm. The Somali American twins accepted, and a couple of weeks later, they flew from Washington D.C. to Texas. Paul and Whitney greeted them at the airport and took them to the Whitmore farm. A nice dinner followed, during which the Whitmore couple got reacquainted with the twenty-two-year-old Somali American twins.
"It's good to be back," Halima said, smiling as she dined with her brother Bilal and their former foster parents Whitney and Paul. The tall, curvy and dark-skinned young Somali American Muslim woman wore a hijab and a long robe. As for her brother Bilal, he looked great in a dark suit and tie. The tall, dark-skinned young Somali American Muslim man had a shaved head and a slick goatee. Paul and Whitney were all smiles as they dined with the Somali twins. They wanted to make them feel at home.
"I've missed this place," Bilal admitted, and Paul smiled knowingly. Back in the day, Paul looked out for Bilal and helped him navigate the world. Paul was very proud of Bilal and his sister Halima's accomplishments. The Somali twins had their business degrees from Howard University, one of America's best schools. Paul and Whitney were alumni of the University of Texas and recalled how the Texan law school lost to Howard University during an inter-university mock trial contest. Bilal and Halima had every right to be proud of how far they've come.
"You will always be welcome here," Whitney said with a smile. The tall, curvy southern white woman smiled at Bilal and Halima while her husband Paul looked on. The four of them ate dinner, and afterwards, watched TV in the living room. Paul suggested the Black Panther film series, and Bilal and Halima were in agreement. They watched the first, legendary epic with Chad Boseman and then the second, slightly less great but still epic one with the Atlantean kingdom and all that Jazz.
"Whitney and I missed you very much, and we want you to know that we love you and will always love you," Paul assured Bilal and Halima. The Somali twins exchanged a smile and then nodded at Paul and Whitney. While watching the movie, Whitney popped out a bottle of red wine, and gently offered it to the twins. Much to Whitney's surprise, and delight, Bilal and Halima accepted. Paul and Whitney drank as well, and everyone got loose and relaxed. Aren't reunions simply awesome?
"We love you too," Halima said, smiling at Whitney, who returned her smile. The tall, sexy mature white woman looked at the tall, curvy young black woman. Whitney gently kissed Halima on the lips, and Halima grinned, then kissed her back. Bilal watched as his sister Halima kissed Whitney, their former foster mother. Paul watched Bilal's reaction. Paul innocently laid his hand on Bilal's thigh and waited. The Somali American stud looked at Paul and smiled. Paul grinned wolfishly. Just like that, the fun really began.
"My strong and lovely foster daughter," Whitney said as she embraced Halima, and then undressed her. Halima smiled as Whitney kissed her lips and fondled her breasts. Whitney is an avowed bisexual and she has always had a thing for women of color. Whitney was delighted to fuck her Asian former foster daughter Chau Nguyen, and she couldn't wait to taste Halima's fine black pussy. Spreading Halima's dark, muscular thighs, Whitney kissed her hairless vagina. Just like that, Whitney buried her face between Halima's legs and began eating her pussy. Do white women from the Midwest like the taste of Somali pussy? Decidedly so, folks!
"Hmm, I've always wanted you, momma," Halima said softly, and Whitney smiled while pleasuring her. Meanwhile, Paul and Bilal were doing their thing. Paul was on his knees, and he was sucking on Bilal's long and thick Somali cock. Bilal smiled as Paul sucked his big black cock and massaged his balls. Soon, Paul's urgent sucking had Bilal hard as a rock. When Bilal finally came, Paul sucked every last drop of his cum. Bilal sighed as he recuperated from Paul's hoover-like sucking of his big black dick. Back at Howard University, Bilal fucked a lot of girls and guys and none of them could handle the dick like Paul. The bisexual Somali American stud was honestly impressed.
"You suck dick real good, big daddy," Bilal said, and Paul smiled. Paul rolled a condom on Bilal's big dick and then got on all fours. Bilal smiled and stroked his big black dick as Paul handed him some lotion. Taking that as his cue, Bilal smeared the lotion on Paul's asshole as the older white man spread his ass cheeks. Paul stroked his big white cock and braced himself for what was to come. Bilal finished lubricating Paul's ass and then rubbed his big black cock against the older white man's cum.
