”‘Yes, yours,’ I want to answer, but you’re kissing me, making it impossible for me to speak.Skilled fingers unbutton the fly of my jeans, pus...ing inside my panties to be welcomed by my soaking cunt. Your digits moving inside my slick swollen wetness feels amazing. My hips move to meet your grinding fingers and it doesn’t take long until I’m on the brink of ecstasy. My shallow breathing and erratically moving pelvis betray me, and you remove your hand just in time to deny me of my orgasm.A. .. there is no birth control in the jungle! These women were all hoping to become pregnant, have my babies, and hoping for male ones at that.Now I understand the worn out look on these men's faces, these women were fucking them to death! What a way to go though!I was, fed an unreal repast, and throughout the whole thing, girls were kissing, massaging, and just plain caressing me. I was getting hotter than the surface of the sun! When I looked like the festival was over, Meka and one other girl. Master looked at me intently, as though he was trying to understand something difficult"Are you well?" I basically repeated.He didn't answer. His hands found my zipper and roughly pulled the dress down. Seeing my half-naked figure did not even appease him the slightest. The stern expression never left his face. His hands went to the front of my bra and quickly unsnapped the front, throwing it aside.I was pulled into a rough kiss immediately, and his hands crept to my ass and picked me up,. An impulse struck me. I took the hanky with me to the bedroom and leaned back on the padded headboard with my right leg extended before me on the duvet while my left foot lolled over the side. I flopped the handkerchief across my thigh and drew it up to my hip and I loved the drag of it over my bare skin, the whisper of the fabric speaking of what it could do to my bare flesh. Now I lay back fully across the queen bed with my eyes closed and my lips parted. I sashayed the cloth onto my belly.