Her eyes finally closed. Except for those three fingers on her pussy…nothing moved. Had it not been for those few slippery fingers caressing Mom’s...glistening lips, I might have called 911 and then made my way through the window.When all was said and done, I’d painted the side of the house with cum and Mom finally found her way in the shower. I was sitting on the couch already waiting for my next chance when she strolled out of the bathroom, rolled up towel tucked under her arm. She seemed in a. She felt the searing heat hit her, her hole spasmed, quaked and sucked in. She yelped loudly and her cheeks tried to close on the straps holding her spread."Yes, wiggle girl, that is useful," he chuckled. Again and again he ran the hot iron close to her little pucker to make it move while he watched. He giggled and laughed like a c***d while he did it commenting on the color, tightness and lewdness of watching it convulse for him and the other men.There was more clapping from the room. "Boy. No problem. Since we broke up she has come to visit me several times, so we can handle this. The place is magic. 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. I didn't want him to cum in my mouth, because I yearned for him to be inside me. While still on my knees, I unzipped the bottom part of my devil's outfit, exposing my pussy to the gentle breeze. My god, my pussy was soaking wet. I could tell by the glint in his eyes that he knew just what to do as I turned around with my ass in the air. His white penis looked funny against the backdrop of his gorilla costume; however, I didn't care. I wanted it."Fuck me, please," I mouthed, and I turned away,.