I expect to see you in the morning.”Jos took a drink and turned toward the cliff, walking along a faint path.Zeke and the guide watched for a few mi...utes, then turned to walk away.The night had been very strange. Jos had had two dreams: the first involved whitefellas blasting a hole in the ground from which many-coloured sparkles emerged. The second involved blackfellas making a hole in a wall that then wore away to no wall.He thought about it. The blasting wasn’t the kind he had done, but Jos. I went down on Charlotte, hoping my cock would come back to life. Although I sensed that she was close to climaxing herself, I couldn’t quite push her over the edge. Despite my efforts, my dick remained limp. Frustrated, I removed my condom, cleaned myself up a bit, and returned to kneel near Charlotte’s head. She took my dick in her mouth and it quickly swelled to full arousal.Meanwhile, on the other side of the bed, Ron and Kathleen had switched positions. She was now on top, swiveling,. . she wanted me to pee in her bunghole?I completely lost it, of course, spilling a load more than worthy of the name up her sweet, slick British ass. Sure enough, I felt the urge to pee. I thought, what the hell, she asked me for it, so I let loose a stream of my piss into her butt, much to her delight. Chelsea creamed herself as she felt my burning hot whizz flood her bowels, claiming her bottom as my private property at last. As I pulled out, Chelsea knelt and took my cock in her mouth,. " WHACK! "I'm sorry for all those mistakes I made Black Master...please let me make it up to you!" I cried. "Oh, now you want to make it up to me...you weren't so relenting when I was sitting in detention!" Hank scolded me. "How are you going to make it up to me?" "How about if I suck your cock?" I pleaded. "Oh now the truth comes out...you can't wait to get yourself another taste of nigger dick, so you conveniently use that as an excuse to get out of your punishment...but you're lucky slut, I.