Gambian people are overwhelmingly polite and he got up to shake my hand. Bizarre when you think about it as he’d been fucking my wife 12 hr’s prev...ously. I asked Jayne later how it went on his arrival and there had been no hint of sexual suggestion. In fact he shook her hand, it was her who kissed him.We ate the melon on the patio and Manka asked us if we would like him to drive us to Lamin. He knew a friend there who owned a garage and he said that he would like to meet us.I asked him if he’d. He had no choice but to try to make some sense of it."Why do you do it?" he asked, as he stared at the ceiling."You mean go to him, don't you?" You make it sound like a friendly visit when you put it that way. Go to him? Why don't you just say it? You have sex with him - you go to let him fuck you." Do you want me to say that, to tell you in those words?" I want you to tell me why! Why can't you tell me what you need instead of going to another man? What does he do for you that I can't? Just. I had '****' on my mind, I wanted it rough, I wanted a group of them to fight to go next with me, I wanted to feel three of them all going at their own pace, I wanted to know I was satisfying them all at the same time, and as I thought, I suddenly realized I was masturbating myself, and a pool of fluid had gathered in the seat where sat, rubbing myself, I was open and flowing, in the protective darkness of the car, but his cough alerted me to the approaching man coming from the rear, he was. "I might be working on fumes after an orgasm like that, but I love you like no one else," I told him before kissing him. "Now I want your new girlfriend to ride you, just don't cum inside her, I'm not ready to be a grandma just yet," I stated before advancing him next to me. Keisha wasted no time getting over him and grabbing his rod. "If your mom is trying to make me love her, she's doing a good job," she mentioned, guiding it to her twat. "She's right about not shooting inside me though, I'm.