I was getting hotter and I pushed the rug completely to hand .Then the man sat up. Wow , what a sight I thought. His cock seemed to be still huge , as...I would have thought at the beginning . My husband's penis was not really small, but the African cock towered like a skysc****r in height .Then the woman sat on the Negro ( I must write so that at all ? I just do it , so please do not be angry because of it) and I was able to see exactly how his dark head disappeared between her delicate pink. After all of us had eaten and washed up, we called Sita to her room. Bapu was flat on his back snoring. Mike called his name and shook him, but no response. I grabbed Sita from behind and started pressing her boobs. Mike started kissing her ànd lifting her saree.She panicked as Bapu was sleeping right in front but Bapu didn’t stir. We stripped her completely and started sucking her boobs and fingering her holes. She was getting horny and scared as we kept ramming our fingers into her. Mike got. But that’s what was so erotic about it. I don’t know what it was, but watching her perform sexual acts on me instead of her own fiancé was just a huge turn on. When she was finished, she lay down next to me again and began playing with my balls again. I had to do something for her. I mean she was nice enough to come into the bedroom and get me off; i just had to do something for her. So i sat up. She had no idea what i was about to do, but i guess she kind of had some idea that i was going to. But there they were, just begging for me to put them on.As fast as I could, I took off my pants and stepped once again into mydream of being a girl. Only this time, I was able to go farther and adda pair of heels to my fantasy. Holding up the skirt with one hand (itwas way too big for me actually), I stepped into my first pair ofheels.I will admit, at first, I was very wobbly for my first-time wearingheels. Maybe I should have started with a pair of heels that were lowerbut that is what I had.