"okay, let's go for full comfort," she said under her breathrummaging through the drawers then smirked and lifted his sweats from adrawer and a sweate..., one of her favourites.It took Nikki a minute to tear herself from her clothes, literallytearing her t-shirt and pinching her sack as she shimmied out of hershorts, she was blissful as she pulled on the sweatpants and sweater,both felt just a bit too small, but she was comfortable none the less.Peeking out into the hall Nikki slipped from Alex's. I asked her to suck but she refused… I thought I have cum once, let’s enjoy the beer and go home…Next day, she called me to her home as no one was at her home(her home is nearly 5 km from my place ) so I went there and I pulled her to room and removed her pant and started licking her pussy which had little hair and phone rang, her family members might come in half an hour so I rushed out of her home… Then we decided to book a room in Kormangala and we can enjoy each other. So we booked service. He was smiling at me, I smiled back. Hum... and he looks down at himself, I couldn't help but notice he had a very delicious and sizable bulge in his pants. I'm hot just thinking about it. This is new, I am just beginning to explore my sexual identity with out all the guilt and "he" shows up. wow, I must have some kind of great connection to the universe, "Ask and you shall receive"...I am ultra aware these days of the way my nipples feel at the slightest thought of sex, or that warm. Let’s just call him E. We had some good fun & mutual adventures. Since E; was a slightly prejudiced old white guy, I enjoyed having him help me prep and get ready to go downstairs to find a potential Black costar. Yes, living in a nasty neighborhood where one gets a reputation fairly fast worked fine for me. My favorite weekend fun eventually became going to ghetto after bar parties but that is another story………..inviting kinky Black Men up to my place to party while my white boyfriend filmed is.