She admitted she had kissed another girl and groped her but only over the clothes. I said she could grope me all she wanted. Melissa suggested that ... undress first. My clothes except panties were off without hesitation. Melissa palmed my much larger breasts and played with my nipples, sending shock waves through my body. She asked if she could kiss them, and I pulled her forward... loving the resulting stimulation. I guided this young, brown skinned beauty to my bed. I gently moved her. Few could have endured the adversity, hunger and rape. Few would have willingly paid so much from so little savings to make a home in the fifty year old English New Town.But desperation had driven Lindiwe to extreme measures, as it had her fellow migrants who'd also survived the journey.Lindiwe hadn't viewed the stops on her voyage as a tourist might, although there were few European tourists who would venture into sub-Saharan Africa these days. What she saw of the thousands of miles between. She opened her eyes and saw me looking at her, she winked and then I felt a rush of emotion that I should have found such an erotic woman. Jos said “Not now Bram, you will fuck her last” she then turned to all the couples standing around and said “She is all yours boys and girls enjoy….Bram come with me and we will find a place to watch”.Jos took hold of my penis and led me to the largest shelter which had a large “Y” shaped platform in the middle with a large lounge chair to the top and to. I remember our A/C was on the fritz, but figured we could sweat it out till we got to Bozeman to get it check out. It wasn't real hot, but hot enough to make the ride sweaty and more miserable than we expected. It was almost 3:30 pm when we finally got driving through the Gallatin Canyon which is about 50 miles from Bozeman. At the time we were looking at hitting Bozeman by 4:30 or 5:00 pm.As I drove I kept looking over at my wife. She was looking real sexy, all sweaty in her sundress that was.