Please do not be mad or get jealous it is truly just I want to get fucked by a black man and has nothing to do with our relationship. I LOVE YOU" I ha... not noticed Beth had returned and was standing there looking at the pictures of the black dudes with there cocks hanging out. I looked up and shocked by not only the note I had read but the fact Beth was standing there looking at all the pictures. "Oh I am sorry Beth" as I was grabbing up the pictures. Beth looked at me "It is ok I did not know. We began to talk about likes, dislikes and soon the conversation turned to fantasies and preferences of a sexual nature. She said she felt trapped by her culture and wanted to experiment, but until she had gone to University away from home she had not really been able to. I of course told her how attractive I found her and described how I felt when we parted that evening. I told her that I would have very much liked to have carried on the evening back at my hotel. ‘So why didn’t you ask?’ she. The next day she wore a 2 piece night dress (kurta pyjama kind) and i deliberately didn’t go into the room to sleep early. I wanted her to doze off first so that i can get into my dirty act later on. About a couple of hours after my sister went into the room i walked into the room and was excited about her dress. I could actually see her entire boobs that day. I laid down beside her and slowly put my hand on her breast to check if she was sleeping. As she did not react i started unbuttoning her. As we tumbled on the ground I got my arms around him and put him into a choke-hold. After a few moments I realised that he was unconscious. He must have hit his head on the ground during the fall. I let go of his body and stood up. I brushed myself off and realigned my cape. I heard a faint whimpering behind me and realised that I'd forgotten about the woman.I turned and saw her sitting down, back against the wall, knees up against her chin and her face in her hands. I approached her carefully.