What had I gotten myself into?Nevertheless, I complied. I took off my blindfold and although the room was pitch black, I saw literally dozens of other...young men in every direction. I took off my shirt and threw it on the ground. ?Pants off, now!? he suddenly yelled. Without even thinking, I took off my pants and kicked them out in front of me. Everybody else did the same, and I saw a few guys walking around with bags collecting all of the pants and t-shirts. ?Put your hands on the back of your. I knew it could shame me to death, but above everything, I was happy. Everybody around me noticed, my friends, people at school, even my parents over the phone. I had become not only a woman, I was having the most exotic and unimaginable relationship I could ever have think of. It was like the misty, blurred and pathetic life I had was replaced by a darker, utterly dangerous, but exciting one.When he arrived in his huge Harley-Davidson I met him at the front garden and my insecurity turned into. That special Sunday, my daughter, hubby, Bull and I were in the bedroom. First I told my hubby to get naked and stand at the head of the bed. The Bull was a real African with skin as dark as coal. He started stripping off his clothes. My arousal and curiosity were on edge. My daughter’s eyes were on the bulge in his trousers. In our hearts we knew what we wanted. He had no underwear and when he dropped his trousers his black pole even when semi-flaccid was of glorious size. Then he walked to my. Bakul came and sat on the sofa arm and sipped my drink provocatively. Stealing glances and smiling shyly as I flipped channels on TV. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, a sweet voice, “Kiss me.”Now her slender arm was around my neck. I could smell the fresh floral scent of her hair and the creamy odor of her waxed baby-like skin. I pulled her long legs and let her ass drop into my lap. She was surprisingly light for a tall girl. We kissed madly, almost like lovers.If she had any issue.