Viji pushed my ass from behind and I was not prepared for that and buried deep into Keyas tunnel. I am blesses with wonderful ladies around. It’s no... just husband-wife fuck, all these ladies are part of it, they are fucking Keya mentally, not having cock like me, they have delectable pussys/ tits. Those are kept under cover as they did not strip themselves. I believe it proves their good upbringing/ culture. At the same time I could not **** them. They are fondling private parts of Keya and me.. Howhad I come to believe this? And how did panties make me manlier? She hadslipped them on me whilst I was sleeping and the obvious delight that shehad in me being dressed like this had meant that I had not protested thatpanties had not been part of the deal.Then there had been these very obviously feminine red fishnets stockingsshe had talked me into on the basis of some dubious fashion stories on theinternet about men wearing tights. Tights! What had convinced me thatthey were the same as. ”She looks up at me with a confused look, “What?”“I want to try doing you”, I say in an unsure tone. “Like with you on top of me?” she asks“Actually, I mean I want to try going down on you….”She seems almost surprised, “Really?”“Yea, not really sure how it would work, but I wanna try” I say still coming off of the high she gave me.She sat back on her knees with a very thoughtful look on her face. After a minute she suggests, “Well….. I could always try…. sitting on your face”.“Wow, that doesn’t. " "But, but, " I protested, "in mens rooms? I heard you in there." Hereyes widened at that, and I almost saw a blush. "Well, I didn't know that, but it doesn't change anything. Lots of girlsin my business have black lovers and their husbands eventually accept it.Why can't you be more understanding?" I was flabbergasted, she was accusing me, making me feel guilty aboutdenying her pleasure. She looked so gorgeous, used and scented withnegroe stud lust all over her, and she knew I was.