I could feel his finger coming out of my anus and after a few seconds again started going inside. This time I could feel that it had gone inside fully...and he was swirling it inside from left to right and top to bottom and giving me the time of my life.By now to make it comfortable for me I had moved to the doggy position and he was lying under me and playing / sucking with my cock and also putting his fingers inside my anus. I was flying in some different plane and probably in some sort of a. Struggling to make ends meet, I prostituted myself out sometimes to pay the bills. With only a high school degree I managed a corner market store. Living in a mostly black subdivision of town, the few men I slept with were mostly black. Not low life but working type men who wanted to rut with a white blonde female. It seemed that they enjoyed dominating a young white woman and got off ramming their black cocks in me.I tried to shield my son and daughter from this ugly part of my life and was. As I mentioned before, we have these pools for couples to get naked in someplace other than their rooms. So, by rule one attendant has to stand outside the pool room to ensure that no one else enters.Since I volunteered to take care of Mr. and Mrs. Thakur throughout their stay, I was the one to stand outside.First came Menka looking smoking hot as ever. In contrast to that one piece black swimsuit I saw her in yesterday, today she was wearing a two-piece white bikini with a robe for decency.. Mangala had messaged me to come over quickly.I took my wife’s room access card and another access card of Mangala’s room and moved over. When I stepped into the room, it was lit only with candlelight. I heard Mangala’s voice from the balcony that I should take her mother’s mobile to return it to her.When I came back after returning the mobile, Mangala was still in the balcony watching the Eiffel tower. It was standing tall and lighted. It was the month of May. I moved to the balcony. I could.