One time after watching the Day of The Jackal, she startled awake when the villagers balanced a watermelon between her upturned legs for their archery...practice.The first few arrows narrowly missed penetrating her shaking thighs, then one scored a direct hit on her bullseye, splattering her upturned body in watermelon pieces and juice - she climaxed noisily, to the delight of the watching crowd.Two hard cocks entered her wide open mouth, while one of the older women attacked her dripping cunt. ” I said.He had a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and resisted. We kept laughing at him for a bit until he finally agreed to show us his penis.My heart began to pump really fast as I realized that he was about to willingly show me his penis. I was so excited. He pulled his pants and boxers down and revealed a 3 inch, hairless uncircumcised cock. I thought it was pretty cute, and was practically drooling over it as it was exposed. He pulled his pants back up, but my cock was now rock hard. Not that I minded, it meant I could spend time with my new camera.I was sitting on the couch for about five minutes when I heard the front door open, and my Mother's voice.'Eeewwwwww, it's horrible out' she said as I heard the door swing shut behind her. 'Dan, are you home?''Yeah Mom, I'm in here' I answered.She strode into the room, wearing her black skirt suit and white blouse, her heels knocking loudly on the wooden floors. She was holding something behind her back, and had a playful look on. * * * * * I was in my last year of college when I met Camile. She was a couple of years older than me, and was Nigerian, in Mumbai, India, doing an internship with a software company. We had met at a party and instantly clicked, and discussed subjects like politics, philosophy, literature etc.But that was all eye wash. Both of us were together primarily because both of us stuck out. Camile is about 5’10, black (African, whatever you want to call her), with long, never-ending legs, a nice butt.