Is it close to evening meal yet? Everyone needs to hear this.”She nodded and replied, “I have no idea, but given the position of the sun in the sk..., I am sure we have about an hour before evening meal is served.”I nodded and crawled out of bed, heading out to use their facilities and clear my head. The dreams were far too vivid for my liking and I worried that they could influence me at some point, given the somewhat mystical nature of the curse. I returned to the room to find Janet waiting for. As I somewhat nervously thumbed through the stories,kind of reading the first paragraph or two of five orsix of them, Darcey asked me to go back to one inparticular and read it in it’s entirety. The story wasabout a husband and wife who’d experienced there firstinterracial experience, it involved the wifeuninhibited sex with a black man at a rest stop. Thestory went on to describe how this middle-aged womanlost all control and became a total slut for thisyoung, and obviously well. Amala was in sexual heaven as the man who had first had her when he was not much more than a boy took her on a thrilling journey that she had not had in years.When she came the first time it was not with a scream but with what sounded like a purr although her second orgasm a little later was more vocal. They changed position from time to time with penis inside vagina and Amala peaked for a third time before Patrick increased his thrusts a couple of notches in speed and ejaculated jet after jet. One day i was alone down there and had to go so i went into the bathroom and sat down on the potty. I waited and waited knowing i had the urge to go however it was taking forever, i decidef to touch my self while waiting and was really getting horny when i heard a noise through the wall and realized there was at least one other person down here. Just then a hard cock was in the wall just inches from my face, i could see everything about it from the purplish head to the veins and even clear.