So the race began. Hubbys hand tweaked a nipple on my breast while his other hand buried itself between my legs. I lay back on the carpet. (we had bee... all playing on the floor, there was more room on the carpet when we were playing poker) spread my legs to give hubby room at my pussy. Taking advantage of my position he immediately put two fingers in my cunt and caressed my clit with his thumb. As hubby played with my clitoris waves of pleasure went through my body radiating from my center. My. “FUCK!!. Goddamn it! OH my ass. You fucker!” He let go of her hair. Her head immediately dropped to the bed. Her hands clawing at the sheet. He held her hips to keep her up and tight to him as he now slid fully up and down her tunnel. She was gasping for breath, her body trembling as the uncontrolled orgasms rolled through her. Finally she partly regained her senses. “Oh yes, fuck my ass! It needs it. I crave it. I love it.” If Andre was not holding her up she would have collapsed. She was. Thoughts evade me in this place, instead becoming fleeting images, tendrils of passing emotions. Everything is darkness and light, black and colorful, limitless contradictions, it is all the same, all a part of something larger. I feel warmth surround me and I cry out as it wraps tight, constricting until I cannot breathe, the strange world fades until there is nothing. There isn’t any light, but I can make out a form that is complete blackness against the darkness surrounding me. I blink a few. It was Ammon’s son, he said, “My name is Abioye (we found out later it meant the son of royalty), I would like to take you out to dinner this evening. My dad has told me a lot about you and your wife and the safari that you wish to go on. I have a great restaurant where we can meet, It is real close to where you are staying. The name of it is dar es salaam restaurant, they have great food and live music.(I had my phone on speaker and Brandi is shaking her head yes) I said, “My wife has been.