Was I sincere? Did I know where this could lead? Did I know her culture and its implications? Did I just want sex? Blah! Blah! Blah! Well the short an...swer to the last question would have been a resounding ‘yes’! But that would have spelt disaster for our relationship. With an Indian woman I had to actually say ‘no’ to an exclusively physical affair. I had coached myself and I was sure that that was the way to go. So on our first date I put my arms around her waist as we roamed the sidewalks of. James had some serious stamina and staying power and could fuck my wife for ages on those get together's. I loved watching as he fucked her good and hard and me jerking off as I watched on and sometimes urging him on. His fucking style was quite intense, balls deep fast pounding giving my wife multiple orgasms as he fucked her with his 7 inches of fat rock hard cock and always leaving her quite sore by the end of our sessions. He was very powerful, towered over me and my wife at 6 1/2 feet. She didn’t make me do anything else, and she did allow me to swallow the black girls cum. But I tasted her the rest of the day, just as I did when I had to hold the boy’s cum in my mouth.Once school was out, we went the bus to go home. Mandy said, “Go to the back whore and strip.”I had no choice, so I walked to the back, stood to the side behind a seat and stripped naked. I waited for her to get back to me. I had to crouch down behind the seat in front of me, so the driver didn’t see my. That time …. The best moment of my life took place.I observed that she removed her hands from behind my shoulder and the hand started to drop down slowly and stopped near my pant zip.She was pressing my erect cock from outside my pant. Then I whispered in her ears ‘Pantinte akath Kai idu’ in malayalam which meant ‘Put your hands inside my pant’ and she started unzipping my pant with one hand. She was doing it really slow.So I myself removed my pant along with my jockey. She kept pressing,.