Then I looked in his eyes and asked him if there was any problem. He smiled again, saying he was fucking the wrong hole; because his warm load was goi...g up my hot asshole...Then he pulled his rod out of my contracting pussy, moved down my ass crack and he nailed his entire length into my ass with one smooth stroke. I grunted like a whore as I took his prick deep inside my tight anus and soon I felt it ejaculating inside me.The next one was Samuel, the heaviest huge black man I had seen in my. Getting their cocks sucked by a white man was a great novelty for most of the locals. I never saw another white bottom in any of the tearooms. Over at the peepshows, that was a little more prevalent. I guess most of the white locals were afraid of the men’s rooms where I hung out. More for me. The pale Chinese man in his twenties took one look at me, turned around and walked out. That was weird. But apparently, he had been looking for me. He came back into the men’s room two minutes later,. ‘You are an asset to the company. You’re always friendly, helpful, innovative, and a solutions person. You are my right arm’ Suddenly, a wave of sadness flashes across his dark eyes. ‘What do you want me to say? You promised me that promotion and you just gave it…,’ I refrain from raising my voice, ‘her’ ‘Is that what this was all about?’ And there he gives me that look again—the one that always got him a pat on the back from his boss, the one that got angry clients to change their minds and. Me: wah aj to qayamat lag rahi hai zara peeche mud ke dekh mujhe Shama: thnx lekin tub hi kuch kam nai lag raha hai aj kya bat hai tune bhi black shirt or jeans pehni hai Me: tere liye baki tujhe mene jo bra panty di wo tune pehni hai Shama: ha kyun tujhe yakin nai hai Me: nai agar pehni hai to bata Shama: yahan sab hai pagal fir kabhi Me: nai mujhe abhi bata ek kam kar teri college ke bathroom me chal thodi der ke liye fir ajana Shama: thik hai tu mere piche piche aa Fir me shama ke peeche.