Most of the men were watching television, some film involving fast cars and some shooting. One call from room fourteen at around ten-thirty was only M...ster Jackson needing his bed made yet again. Football was on the television when she got back to the ward, and the men watched until the programme ended.Usually after the television ended, the men would all get into bed. Tonight though, they sat in the chairs as if waiting for something. A group of them were chatting, heads together and speaking. Mai bola golu kidhar hai. Woh aa jayega sarita boli. Tumhare liye paani laau. Maine mundi hilake ha kaha. Woh andar se paani leke aayi aur zuk ke muze paani dene lagi. Mai niche dekh raha tha. Sarita boli aaj dekhoge nahi? Mai shocked tha. Fir maine dekha aunty muskura rahi thi. Woh muze uske boobs dikhana chahti thi. Woh boli dudh pioge? Mai bola nahi aunty mai abhi chay peeke aaya hu. Mai dusre dudh ke baare me bol rahi hu, mai thodasa sharmaya. Ab kyu sharma rahe ho? us din to bahot daring. The noise was clear evidence that there was a riot going on in my place; well, we did have two kids in the mix. I was actually having a good time, everyone was. I had taken my drink out on the front porch, well, what passed as a front porch; it was actually a four-foot wide walkway with a railing one could lean against comfortably. I was joined by the other two males in residence.“Nice day,” said James. I nodded and smiled; I was feeling mellow.“Yes, yes it is,” I said.“So, David, how are. We chatted for a while and found that we both had a common interest. She wanted to make love to a dark skinned guy as much as I wanted to have sex with a white skinned female. Oh! The thought of my black cock pushing through Lisa's pink pussy was a turn on for both of us. Well we could'nt wait any longer- so the date and time was fixed. Lisa lived 150 Kms from where I am and hence I had to travel to her town to meet her. She found someone to babysit her k**s for the night and had booked a Motel.