I back off further, and half-crouch, ready to turn and flee. Out from beneath the trees come seven men, all black, all tall - six foot two or three - ...ressed like Zulu warriors, with long assagai spears and shields. They form a half circle behind the phallus, and plant their assagais in the ground, before laying down their shields, and holding up their right hands in the universal sign of peace. I straighten up, and return the gesture. Now that my fear is fading, I am beginning to admire their. As I stared at the picture of his hard cock, I imagined what it tasted like, what it felt like. I told him I wanted to be his bottom, and he invited me over for some fun.We met within the hour and went back to his place. I was incredibly nervous, but so excited about what was to come. We started off with some very sensual kissing on his couch, but he soon suggested we head to his bedroom. Once there I took my pants off and approached him for another kiss, but he threw me onto the bed. It caught. She looked up and down the corridor. Now one was present.She pulled me into the men’s room, this wild look on her face.“What are you doing?” I asked my younger sister. She was a cop, like me. Twenty-five. Her black hair pulled back into a ponytail, her face cute with just a light amount of makeup on. “Cat?”“Need you,” she moaned, pulling me to the last stall. The handicap one.“Here?” I demanded.“We’re screwing them over, and we’re not even better,” she said, this pain in her eyes. “We’re just. " Don't stop...got it..." I replied, spreading her legs and pushing hard."N--!"I had some trouble but managed to get the head in. Then I pulled back a bit and pushed harder. There was some resistance but I persevered and my reward was the feeling of my cock rushing halfway into her. Some more back and forth and I was three quarters in...damn she was tight! My ears were starting to feel plugged, like when an airplane comes in for a landing."Hey Katie, does the fucking create more energy, or the.