“My friend needs a good white cunt, babe; could you do that for me?” He asked again.Jerome arranged the meeting for next evening at a nice hotel i... a near city. I drove myself almost one hundred miles, but Jerome told me it would worth it…His friend was a huge black guy called Bartholomew; after meeting me, he asked to call him just “Bart”.We had some few drinks at the lobby and then we go to his room.No pleasure games, no loving care, no kisses, just wild sex…First he dragged me by the hair to. As we stood chatting I began to notice that Charles cock had begun to get hard as he pressed against me, his friend was also brushing up against me and every now and then they would have a conversation in spanish, both glancing at me as they spoke. I got the impression that I was Charles new sailor boy, which i found quite exciting. Before I knew it the club was closing and when Charles suggested we go back to his bar for a drink i was more than happy to say As we stood chatting I began to. Unbeknownst to Eric, Amy had vetted this very room for a night of new experiences for both of them. Among its features; a four post bed, thick walls and a spacious shower. As they entered the room, Amy could see a large gift wrapped box laying on the mattress of the four post bead. She smiled that Eric was sly enough to have pulled off already having had the bellman put it in the room. The box was a bit heavy for its size and she wondered what was inside of it. Amy pulled off the paper and. She suddenly got up and shouted out? Who is it? I replied daringly? It is me, Ravi. She tided up herself and scolded me Ravi, you mean! How dare you touch me? Don’t you know hot to behave with a married woman? You are a paid servant. Don’t cross your limit. And why you stopped the car alongside the highway? I boldly replied yes! I am a servant. But I am man and you are a woman right now. My conscience doesn’t allow me to insult your beauty. I want to love you in this lonely night. Give the.