Her pelt was made of lion hide and on her right ankle she had a circlet made of yellow beads. Although she had no staff in her hand, Rodrigo guessed t...at she was the head of the tribe. All the Talunga who happened to be in the village at that time had gathered to greet the Fighting Ladies and to welcome their sisters. Rodrigo evaluated their number at some hundreds. The females were bare breasted and wore the same kind of pelt he was already familiar with, the men, still taller than the women,. The dog thing was certainly degrading, but if I’m honest with myself it was one of the best fucks of my life. I ruined the top quarter of the copy paper I was sitting on thinking about that fuck, by leaking pussy juice and dog cum on the ream.I was wondering how long they would leave me in this storage room. If my internal clock was right I guessed it must be around five or six in the evening.I heard footsteps, then the door lock rattled and the door opened. A brash buxom bleach blond woman who. I loved it. All I remember is that the men were older; much older than George. They all seemed like wild tribesmen, so they must have loved getting between the legs of such a young, white girl.A couple of them were brown and a couple were jet black, but they all loved fucking me and everyone of them pumped a load of spunk deep inside my pussy. As the last man fucked me hard and finally shot his load inside my completely loose and sloppy pussy, I just laid there in a pool of cum, sweaty and. I was quite inexperienced, I'd had a couple of girlfriends but never really had any gay experiences other than fooling around with cousins when i was younger. I had just started a new job based in the town centre and after work one day I decided to have a look around some shops before catching the bus home. After about half an hour, just as i was about to go home, I decided I needed to have a shit, so headed to the public toilets around the back of McDonalds. I had used these toilets in the.