After that we went to bed for another exciting sex session.At the next day a put the plan in action: in a very casual way I mentioned about a forty ye...ar old woman that liked to have sex with young studs. It immediately caught his attention and he start raising questions about that woman, things like if I already have had sex with her, how was she, etc. I had prepared a pretty convincing story: I had meet her sometime ago in a gas station and she had invited me to visit her. He immediately asked. He moved away from door way I gave him a knod of my head saying thank you and looked towards the bathroom and my jaw almost hit the ground, there were more naked black guys in the room around a bed. What caught my attention was a white mature woman maybe around 45 to 50 she was gorgeous. She had a nice round butt and big titties that were hanging and swaying back and fourth. She was bent over on the bed and being fucked from behind. She had a big dick in each hand and she was taking turns. She was asking -- pretty clearly -- if she was auditioning for a slot in my entourage. What amazed me was the fact that even though she had no idea that the potential harem would soon be an actual one, she was still willing to deliver herself into my tender mercies. I was well aware of the concept of the 'pre-pack' -- and just as aware that they didn't always deploy as configured -- yet, clearly, she was willing to take the chance that I would be extracted and that when it occurred, she would. I've had sex in the past, not often perhaps, but with several partners. I'm not an innocent young thing.But that's what I feel like. I feel like a virgin at the ball. I feel totally susceptible and yet totally accessible. What does that even mean? I'm vulnerable; very, very vulnerable. This could kill me. Can I take this kind of risk with this beautiful young man? I trust him. He's good; deep down he's good. But are we experiencing overpowering lust, or is there more to it? Is the lust based.