Each guy draw one. High card goes first."Gene turned up the classical music. The "Grand Canyon" suite was playing. Nothing like the theme song of the ..."Lone Ranger" being played as he enjoyed a virgin.He entered the room that Tricia was in. After locking the door, he disrobed. He ran his fingers up and down his thick, seven-inch cock. Certainly, it was nothing that would scare the average woman. He was proud of it. The last white woman that he had fucked was a divorced gal, who had never had. The anticipation is real I can smell as I hold by the knees her legs firmly apart. They open wider to expose the beauty of her sweet lips, plump full of the excitement ahead. Her head tilts up to the sky, her eyes roll back as my lips gently part her lips, she smiles as my tongue slithers up and down, gently then more forcefully as it enters her tight juicy hole. I can hear her gasp, my hands reach up to grab her round breasts, nipples hard as rocks. Back arched as she flies to nirvana, she. I want to sigh with relief but I don’t dare make a sound as I hear her rummaging around in one of the drawers. I hear her footsteps getting closer and I duck behind the door as she walks past me. Before she gets back in the shower she kicks her washing across the floor, which slams into the bathroom door. I jump back in fright and don’t dare peek again until I hear the shower start. When I look back I see her running her hand up and down over some clear object.My focus on whatever is in her. She took a deep breath as he did this. He moved his rough hands all over her neck, she stepped closer to him, his cock now grazing her stomach, with layers of cloth between them. His hand went to neck of her kurta and he pulled it down abruptly, shocking her. He pulled the neck of garment as down as he could and kept staring at her cleavage and her face. The rawness of his act made her weak. She came even closer to him, their bodies touching. He put his arms around her. He felt that extra.