Soon all three of them were driving their huge cocks into my ass as they reached under to stick three or sometimes four fingers into my slippery cunt....Each one would try to out do the other as they continued to alternate turns, slapping my ass and breasts, squeezing my neck as they fucked me and chocking me with their erect tools. I was like a rag doll being used sexually by three large, muscular men. They lit up a pipe and began smoking crack, a couple of times sticking it into my mouth for me. Being quite thin and having a nice a-cup myself, I was excited to be with a woman who had in many ways the opposite build from me. While talking with “N” I was imaging what his wife would look like when we arrived. Would she be fully clothed, like him? Completely nude? Wearing some kind of negligee? Finally we arrived. As "N" was rummaging in his pocket for his keys, a neighbour of his passed by and greeted us. I gave a cheery yet polite "good evening!". In my head I was secretly tremendously. “I didn’t know myself, Numa. Maranga decided that her niece merited a marriage performed by herself as Chief, so we went along with that. She also did the ceremony for Maker Brando and his new ladies. His wife accepted them all into their household, astoundingly.”“Yes. I know how she must have felt at first, then she would realise that additional wives emphasise his prominent position in the tribe.”“Brando got a new shock this morning: Maranga made him her chief adviser, so he is even more. “Fuck, I’m cumming,” she moaned as she bucked up wildly and showered his hand and the table. She humped his hand all through her orgasm groaning loudly. When she had finished cumming, she realized she had her hand on his erect cock and was stroking it. She looked to him for some kind of indication and he simply smiled at her and reached to undo the button on his shorts. She moved her hand and he let the shorts drop to the floor and stepped out of them. Gracie never broke eye contact with him.