She joined in with them with a phony story about how she managed to get laid inside the Vatican itself behind a statue of some unknown Saint that she ...idn’t recognize. Her description of the man’s sexual equipment had the girls on the edge of their seats wondering what might be in store for them in this sleepy little town of hard working laborers with little time for the entertainment of the silly visitors.When they passed what she knew to be her contact point at a local hairdresser. I started to move my hands on her back sensually. She was feeling shy and I fastened my movement especially touching her bra as this was giving me pleasure. With this I started touching her boobs little-bit from her back and her ass. She was also getting wet, then I inserted my hand into her kameez from her back so that I can feel her sensuous body. My penis was as hard as rock. Oh! God she was damn sexy. Her body was so sexy, sensuous and voluptuous which was enough for any guy or gal to lose. Her arms and legs were bound in a spread-eagle position. Trying to move brought the rattle of chains. OK. Now I have taken stock of my situation and I can handle it. It's obvious. I'm some kind of human sacrifice on a stone altar. Belinda started to hyperventilate again. Her quest for unconsciousness was interrupted by the sound of chanting. The light in the chamber grew stronger as some figures carrying torches shuffled in and arranged themselves in a ring around Belinda.The figures were. Growing up, I had similar experiences that black males have while going to school, pressure to join other black gangs, harassment from white males and often their parents. I learned the lesson of using both of my ears, let it one and out the other. I kept a low profile, stayed pretty quiet in my school and in the neighborhood. But being low key turned out to match what I am told are my attractive looks, at least to the female species.There is no doubt that my first sexual experience had.