She locked all the doors and only candle light surrounded the room. She started first and said that she really enjoyed what happened in the store room... I was speechless. I touched her hip very boldly this time and squeezed. She came nearer to me and kissed on my lips. We both stood up, I kissed her hips and navel part. Till now no nudity. Then I proceeded towards boobs and kissed it from sideways. Then she asked me to have a dress change. She gave me a lungi to wear and I didn’t wear any shirt. " Well why did you flinch when I squeezed you?" he asked with concern.Jill shyly told him "I'm afraid my body is a bit sore from a particularly passionate encounter this morning with Dave, sort of our last lovemaking as a couple. But don't worry; I won't be too sore to make love to you tonight."They walked arm in arm back up the beach to Dave and the two men shook hands as they greeted each other. "Thanks Peter, for letting Jill go with me. I've had the best time and I hope I haven't taken too. That's what most Black American women believe. Well, I'm not like those Black American men. I'm a Black Canadian male who loves Black women. Stacy liked that about me. We began dating. And my life changed forever.Stacy and I got along wonderfully. In and out of the bedroom. For you see, she wasn't just a very sexy and smart young Black woman. She was also dabbling into BDSM. Once she found out my hidden fetish for Black women sporting strap-on dildos, she was determined to make it come true.. Until Emma caught my eye.Emma was Eastern European, had a tight slim body, blond hair, very fem and a nice cock. I wasted no time and contacted her to set up a visit and within a few hours she replied and we discussed what I wanted.The day soon arrived and I was quite nervous through excitement. I had visited escorts before but never a Tgirl. I pulled up to this house in a normal road and knocked on the door, and there stood Emma in a tight black PVC dress with 'fuck me' PVC boots that went all.