Paul said. All the black men sat around the large kitchen table and looked up at me. They were all looking at me with lust in their eyes. I decided t... put on a little show while Paul was in the other room. I pretended not to notice that I had half of my blouse open. I knew I had the attention because of the way they all starred at the exposed part of my breasts. Then I said. Darn I dont know whats wrong but I have this itch. You guys dont mind if I scratch it, do you? I asked looking from one. My junior college exams were approaching and she was my only distraction during those times. As she would do her chores, she would have to bend and do them. Like sweeping and mopping. On a study holiday, I was writing something and she had to bend down and sweep.Her pallu fell off her shoulder, revealing the deepest of cleavages. She noticed me staring at them and adjusted herself and continued her work. I had to wank off else my mind would remain fixed. From that onwards I would always stare. Understand?" Elena sobbed and shook her head yes. I pulled my fingers from her pussy I held her chin and made her look at me. “You don’t have to feel uncomfortable with me, you know.” “I know.” She whispered.“I would never say or do anything to hurt you.” “No... Wait. Please stop.” “Relax.” I whispered as I slowly laid on top of her. “I don’t wanna do this.” She whispered with a trembling voice. She looked at me with fearful eyes. I smiled at her. A kind, soothing smile. I took my hand back. Those tattoos on her shoulders run down and join together between her her small boobs, which are firm and round with a little gold bar piercing through each nipple. There are tatts on both arms too, a warrior on one, a dragon winding around the other.So, if this is the worst thing you can imagine doing… What’s the worst thing you’ve done so far?She unzips her shorts and pauses before pulling them down. Thinking through a catalogue of sexual chaos for the lowest of lows… “I had sex with a bunch.