I stop controlling my emotions and facial expressions. My happy, carefree smile disappears as I subtly suck in my lower lip. My eyes stare straight in...o yours, my lust and desire obvious and immediate. I stand up and your eyes lock onto my erection for just a moment. I swear I see the corner of your mouth tip up in lustful appreciation, but this is no time to ask. I hold out my hand and I wonder if you’ll take it or back out. I don’t have to wonder for long. Your hand joins mine. Your palms are. The deep dark skin of the 28 year-old African was in stark contrast to the blonde haired, blue eyed and creamy white skin of Shawn. This young and innocent lad just thought that this black man was just being friendly. The African was friendly indeed, but also excited sitting next to such a pretty morsel as young Shawn. The African was anxious in anticipation to see the retreat gates disappear in the rear view mirror and eager with excitement to make the boy’s safari trip pleasurable to both of. ” Her ass tingling and her thighs trembling with need and excitement, she moaned and nodded weakly. “Yes, Master,” she breathed excitedly, lifting her hips up slowly, pushing her smallish breasts into his face. “Touch me, Master, please?” she asked in a shy whisper, her hard nipples poking towards his face. She squeezed her pussy muscles tightly as she rose, going to the tip, and then pushed hard back down again, repeating, building a rhythm. Her hips rolled in slow circles as she rode her. Thank God I'd asked Billy to help me.It was nine o'clock when my phone started ringing. It was Jen. She sounded like she was having a panic attack. She kept repeating herself.What I got from the conversation was that Marty went out to start the pontoon liked he did every morning. There was a fire and Marty caught fire and fell into the water. The coast guard and police were both there. They rushed Marty to the Shiner's Burn Center in Cleveland.I asked if she was okay and she said she was fine.