Me: That’s my personal life I guess. But what were you doing in my room?She: That my personal life, I guess. (Winks)After this, she tried to leave b...t I held her by the waist. She wore a black saree which barely covered her boobs and revealed her juicy belly. Man! She was a sex bomb. It was just a gentle grab and I left red marks on her belly. I pulled her close, squeezed her boobs and whispered, “This will also remain personal,” and winked.This turned her on and she said, “Sure,” in a sexy. How could she have become not so much the ringmaster of all these sexual variations, with their even larger spirals of sexual liaison beyond her flat, but in a sense its hostess and facilitator? Her own position seemed to become relatively weak. She no longer had any claim to moral authority, and would find herself watching on as Amna and Dalitha cuddled and caressed each other in front of the television, Amna exploring in minutest detail the growing physical delights of her sister’s breasts. He looked down at Ana, telling her: “I am going fuck you hard, very hard”.She just whimpered “Yes… do it, please…”Darryl warned her from this point on she was his bitch and she would obey as he told her. She replied she was ready for everything that could happen.Then he ordered her to strip naked and get down on her knees before him. Ana stood up and took off the cotton shirt she was wearing, showing him her tits before turning around and bending over to remove her skirt, showing the black man. “Fuck me,” I said. “Fuck me hard.” Alex didn’t disappoint. He slipped his nine-inch cock into my pussy. He stopped and looked down at me in silence. “Dammit,” I screamed, ‘fuck me!”With a mischievous smile., he crashed his pelvis into mine and I shrieked. The most intense orgasm rocked my body. I lost total control as Alex pummeled his manhood deep inside me. I don’t remember much. Everything became a blur. I remember waking up, and Alex was gone. I slipped on my robe and looked in the garage..