This happened when I was 19 years old. I always wanted to explore my sexuality. But you know, in India, it’s pretty difficult to do. I always fantas...zed about getting fucked hard by a handsome and strong guy. But I had no idea that it would lead to a gangbang, that too in an open park.So I usually go cycling in the night at around 9-9:30 pm every day. So one day I went cycling and had to use the washroom badly. The nearest washroom was a public toilet. I am very hygienic and can’t stand the. “Tell me honestly; is the myth about African men really true? I mean, do they really have such huge penises, and are they such great lovers? I’ve always thought it was just people’s imagination. And are they as emotionally rewarding as a white man?”Becca snorted in derision.“Giselle, you can believe me. I am the living witness that it is both emotionally and sexually rewarding. Taking an African lover worked 100% with me. I never felt so satisfied in bed with any white man, my ex-husband. Di – “Started again! First, finish the work.”Me – “This indeed is my work.” (moving my hands upwards, feeling her breasts)Di – “Stop it. Someone might come.”Me – “No one will come now. Who knows us here enough to disturb us on a romantic weekend?”Di – “You said the same once and that lady came knocking on the door. Luckily the curtains were on.”Me – “It won’t happen every time right.” (continuing to kiss her neck and shoulders)Di – “At least close the curtains.” (pushing me forcefully as I. She had removed her skirt and panties. Although above the waist she was still in the proper formal attire of a bedroom maid, between the hem of her blouse and her stocking tops, her fresh little pussy was gloriously naked. The effect was indescribably erotic."Come prepared, have we?" Yes, Boss." She had the grace to look at least a little embarrassed, but I could see there was a fair amount of excitement in there as well."Annie, are you sure? This is not a toy, and if we do this, I am not going.