She had finally begun to really laugh in the middle of his detailed description of a sexually demented walrus dressed in a speedo and his mother's wig... Until then she had been resting her head and taking comfort in his babbling. Just enjoying the feeling of his body and the sensation of safety. RJ, finally exhausting his imagination for comical suggestions, bit the bullet. “Or was it Bill?” he remained silent waiting for her to respond. She finally lifted herself from his chest and looked him. “Fucking you, yes but it won’t be me doing you or John.” Dan unfastened the bow holding her dress closed, placed her legs on either side of his and spread her dress open.“Dan, you’re’ showing all the men my bare tits and pussy,” she lightly protested.“That’s the plan. As my wife, you’re going to offer your pussy for fucking and your mouth for blow jobs.”“You want me to fuck a stranger in here?” she couldn’t believe.“Yes and give another guy a blow job and swallow his cum,” he said sliding his. It started to get erect under my hand. I reached out with my other hand to feel the other nipple when she stopped me.“That’s enough,” she said. “Let’s not get carried away.”She started to reach for her bra, “What about the rest?” I asked. I don’t know about this,” she said.”Please?” I begged.”All right I guess,” she said after a short pause. She stood up in front of me and slid her shorts slowly down her legs. She had white panties on and I could see that her pussy was a little wet. When she. We are eight occupying the whole lodge. We have our usual Gin Tonic sundowners and a great meal. I glance over and can't help staring at her body. She's wearing a simple cotton dress that shows of her incredible curves. I try to focus on the discussion. As the night winds down we decide to retire. One of the Maasai walks us back to our cottage. I walk behind her. Her dress has creeped up her butt crack and her butt cheeks jiggle along . Man, it has been too long since I was laid and my mind.