This went on for a while with me seeing possible places to sit and spread and rejecting those choices for one reason or another.Well at this point I w...s getting hungry and when you're hungry there's only one thing you can do; get a burrito, which I did. The restaurant had a few tables and chairs, time to enjoy my lunch. I decided that this was the opportunity I needed so as I sat, I spread my legs nice and wide, I mean almost as far as they would go.This gets us to the point of this exercise. I. It sits on top of a hill overlooking the plane below. The cottages have no doors, no windows, while the place has no fence. Maasai, the local tribe keeps guard to protect the place,from wild a****ls. A bit of a kick in itself. I owe my ex-GF a big favor so I pay her to fly in and join me. We pick her up from the airstrip and drive back in the jeep. She's wearing a sleeveless shirt with a nice cleavage and I can see her magnificent boobs jump up and down as the driver speeds across the dusty. In the bus she was tired and slept after sometime I noticed that she needed support to put her head on I gave her my shoulder she put her head on my shoulder and also grabbed my left arm and came very near to me I kind of pampered her by sliding my hand over her head and came near her she grabbed my hand tightly and I noticed that her boobs were brushing my hand I looked towards them her cleavage was visible a little and I kind of got tempted by that but again I controlled myself and an hour. Even while I was terrified of this man, my body still betrayed me. My sensibility overpowered by my carnal needs. While I’m lost in my own emotions and thoughts, he has walked a small distance away and is now returning with something in his hand. He lifts my head gently, rubbing his thumb over my chin. “Good girl” he praises me, kissing my lips passionately. I moan softly and look at him, finding the smile on his face oddly comforting. I feel like I’ve done well. He holds a collar out to me,.