“Do you mean it?”Justin nods. “I do.”“Can I handle it?” she asks. She has entertained the thought, though she has never shared it with her...brother.“You’ll be surprised what it is you human are capable of,” Zate says, answering the question.Growing a little suspicious, Riley narrows her eyes at her brother and asks, “What gave you the idea?”Justin’s lips curl up into a smile. “First Kayla told me about you mentioning it to her. Then Sola may have mentioned that you have talked about it a few. Say I replaced her thumb with one of my fingers, or even my cock.This late at night most anything sounded like a good idea, and more-over the thought of getting caught really just didn't enter my mind. Everything aside, I decided to try.I pulled my cock out of my shorts and positioned it near Karen's face. I softly touched her hand and gripped at it, preparing to try to guide her thumb from her mouth and then guide my cock in. I gently tugged on her hand, gently pulling her thumb more and more. I pushed slightly and felt just the head enter, I waited for a few to allow her time to accept the invader and to stretch around my cock. When she relaxed I pushed in a little farther repeating the process until I was buried to the hilt. I was in Heaven. Her pussy is tight but nothing compared to the tightness gripping my cock as Ryan and I built up a steady rhythm fucking my gorgeous wife. “Fuck me” she cried. “ I want you to fuck me hard.” ”C’mon fuck my ass and my pussy. Fill me full of your. " African eyes grinned at her. "No time for sleep! Holiday time! Party time! Dancing! Fun! You come with us, we show you the best time ever." Kirstie could not help but laugh at their enthusiasm. "No, no, time to sleep!" They smiled, and urged her forward. Kirstie allowed them to guide her through the bar. It seemed much easier with the Africans helping her. Suddenly she was outside, in the balmy African evening. It was so refreshing outside, a lovely, comforting warmth. With wonderful smells.