He wished she was, but this would not be her first tryst with Nasam.The memory of his daughter thrusting her aroused nipple into the eagerly sucking m...uth of the overweight African as she lay beneath his bucking thrusting body haunted his soul.While her lovely blond mother had been 'entertaining' other African men on her knees in their living room of their luxurious villa.The paradise, miracles, and promise of Africa had evaporated into an erotic nightmare of corrupt men, and depraved sexual. It was a very warm fall afternoon and he had set out pina coladas next to their well-padded double lounge chair. We each took a sip and quickly got into kissing and naked fondling. He pulled a lever and the back of the chair fell flat though my feet were still hanging off the edge. As he moved to lick and suck on my tits, I couldn't help but wonder how often he had fucked Sarah on this same furniture.===Ryan===As I kissed my way down Heather's tummy and legs and moved up her thighs toward her. My wife leaned in and aske "Are you ok sweetie" As she kissed her cheek and I heard the girl moan and say "Yes". My wife and I made our way out and as we did; we both could see the girl starring at us both as we walked back to our hotel.On our arrival to the room it was all we could do to get out cloths off and fuck like wild crazy a****ls. I bet we fucked for a good 45 minutes before we wore each other out. My wife had at least three orgasms and I cummed twice. We laid there for about 30. Just enough to catch a glimpse of her tight arse cheeks. She either had a thong on, or nothing. Needless to say my cock was starting to shift.Linda was dressed as though she'd just come from work; grey plaid skirt, white blouse through which her patterned bra was plainly visible. She wasn't a bad looking girl either. Lone auburn hair curled a little, lush red lips and green eyes. She hunched her legs up onto the sofa, and I could see that what I thought were tights, were in fact stockings.She.