Bill handed it to me. “You first,” he said. It looked as though I was being tested again. Fair enough. They needed to see whether I would go a...ong with their favourite sex games. Maybe I needed to as well. “Nice handle,” I remarked. “Where did you get it?” “A special order. A friend who makes them,” Bill answered. I nodded my approval. I liked the idea of more and frequent penetrations of the victim’s vagina with whatever turns us on.I started with her tits. The muffin stared at me. I then requested permission to ask a question. “What is my wife going to do while the children are at school and I’m working?” “Well”, Master Camara answered, “unless she has a skill that would benefit the community she will be paying for your families’ protection. In fact, he continued as he looked over at Master Obike, “your family is already owing for today’s journey and since the girls have yet to be schooled it is up to you two settle your fee.” Master Obike then told the girls he would. You can feel it go in even further now.She slides a finger up and down the folds she had made with her hand, thelips, that were promised to you. She removes her hand, and the foldsstay in place, now forever a part of your groin. She goes back torubbing your new clit with her thumb, and she presses her finger infurther, this time going in half way. You still feel the resistance ofthe skin inside, but you know it won't last. The burning feeling nowmoves into your entire lower abdomen, as she. You are still going to fuck me arent you? she finally asked. Too fucking right I am I replied. With that, somehow she managed to pull herself up and fling herself at me, causing the both of us to fall out the open rear door and onto the grass outside. It was still raining hard and it didnt take long before we were both soaking wet. As we had fallen Claire had somehow managed to land straddling me, me on my back. She ripped my jeans and boxers down below my knees, looked up at me, then my cock,.