After she had rested, I again asked her if she really wanted to be dominated and fucked by black men, and she leaned down and sucked my cock slowly in...to her mouth. She looked up at me and said, "yes, I want you to make me fuck all the black men you can find." We continued to fuck the night away, and whenever I would mention her having a black cock in her pussy she would explode in orgasm.A few days later I came home with a swingers magazine, and Moni and I looked through the ads for black men. "Did you have to borrow Aunt Annie's luggage?" I asked as I moved my bag out of the way of the heaviest one, which was trying to squash it.A few years ago, Aunt Annie had gone on a vacation to Europe and her luggage had taken such a beating, as well as being pillaged, that Aunt Gene had given her a new set she'd designed herself.Not only was the luggage damn-near indestructible, it fought back. She'd bewitched them to be aggressive towards anyone attempting to open them without the key.. I put my lips on her pussy and planted a kiss which made Kavita shiver. I planted a few more small kisses on her pussy and then I started licking her pussy.Kavita was moaning in pleasure now. The taste of her pussy juice was really nice. I continued to lick her pussy and insert my tongue inside her which made Kavita moan and shiver in pleasure. I inserted a couple of fingers in her pussy and simultaneously continued to lick her pussy for 5 more minutes. Then suddenly she convulsed and her body. Not only was this turning the Bounty Hunter into an urban myth, but it was also resulting in a steady shift in public perception regarding the reputation of their guild. And not in the desired direction.Some people had begun seeing this whole exercise as nothing but a way for their guild to serve up guinea pigs to test the might of the Bounty Hunter and reveal their identity. The lack of direct action on the part of the ‘Roaring Dragons’ had people turning away from them. Already, reports were.