‘My men and I will travel to the coast in 4 months to sell the young camels I have raised. I can take you with me to get things sorted’, suggested...Omar ‘but it will take months and I have the feeling you need to get word out sooner. Captain I guess you are sending reports while on patrol. Can you get a letter to the coast?’ ‘Oh yes. If Lady Mary writes a letter and you and I acts as witnesses we can declare she was rescued and will be coming back to the coast with your caravan. She can ask the. The ‘Europeans’ were mesmerized with the show. Many white women were arm in arm with the Maasai Warriors. The white men were not too far behind holding the sylphlike young maidens.Tribal people started dancing and jumping around in time with the sexually rhythmic chants. All topless maidens were swaying seductively their young breasts. It was erotic to see their dark, almost black, hard and pointy nipples. The warriors started showing their archetype of male sex, jet-black, thick veined cocks.. They must be generous, and never give less than what is expected.? She turned to David once again, who could only watch the scene from his knees. ?One slave must provide enough to bathe at least one breast. To not do so is an insult fit for punishment. So here is the game we will play: you will come, and if it is satisfactory, you shall be released. Fail, however, and you will become my personal slave.? It was insane. No amount of come could cover half of what she requested! Beside the. . you never could resist a pair of giant tits, could you!" Kevin stomped back indoors without looking back.Darren U-turned and headed slowly homeward. His cock had now crept completely out of the leg-hole of his shorts but it wasn't hard any more. Now no more than eight or nine inches long, it lay, soft as a great oversized slug, along the inside of his thigh, strings of disgusting cold goo seeping from the end and soaking into the seat.There were two girls coming along towards him on the.