Cam25 Balck Men - Cam25 Balck Men by a black guy and wanted to celebrate.

This black guy happened to be my trainer. He showed me where to place the music machine so I could start my music and ask the black guy to join in. I was so nervous I actually pulled my yarmulke short as I pulled my leather pants off so the camera. The black guy felt like I was totally depraved and totally embarrassed. But his nervousness was my big problem right then. The rest of the dancers were sexy. With their long hair cascading down their backs and nice breasts and their cunts already showing in the crotch. I wasn't slacking off and my approach was the best I could manage. Their eyes were dancing, almost animalistic in their passion. I leaned over to give them a kiss. But they refused. So I broke it off. Just then the door to the room opened again.

"Good evening little one. But it seems you've got some unfinished business." "What business do you have?" "Nothing, we just came back from the bathroom." "You didn't call and tell me you were running late." "A little late. But I need a shower, a favor." He let out a long sigh and went out the door to apply the finishing touches to the room. I made my way back into the room and sat in a chair by the door. I was so embarrassed by my mess I had to jump up and down several times. When he returned with a warm washcloth I jumped up just as the door closed behind him. He went around to the back of the room and turned the air conditioning on. I was flabbergasted by what he had found. In the corner of my eye I saw him lift a thick document on a desk near the window. I recognized it was a plane ticket to Bangkok. I strained to see what he was looking at. On the desk there was a picture of a beautiful young Thai beauty with her long hair brushed out. But what caught my attention was his picture.

He showed me the picture. "This should be very useful for your concert." He smiled at me then shook his head. "No, no. We'll have to redelieve it some more. But if you please just go to the bathroom and take a shower, we'll take a nap before your flight. But if you cry on this flight we'll not get back to our room." I shook my head, tears welling. He went back to the door and turned the knob. It was locked but unlocked with a key he found on the counter. He opened it and entered his room. "Kneel before me." He lifted my face and I saw his hands cupping my breasts and running down my sides. "Have you ever been on a plane before?" He asked. "No, Sir. I only recently got to Europe." "Tell me you are a professional musical prodigy." His voice was deep and resonant..