..it was dad!"Nikki are you up as yet? Get up lazy bones, the painter is here!" He said still standing out the door. All I thought about that moment i... how fucking sexy painters are sometimes and I wondered what he looked like."Yes dad, am in the bathroom washing up....be out in a few minutes!" I said as I heard him shut my door. I opened my bathroom door and walked into my bedroom naked thinking that it was free, but boy was I surprised! There he was standing in khaki cover-alls and hair in a. "We'll have to go around it or something!" Kyle looked up and down the ravine. It was steep and choked with ferns, a brook babbling in its dark depths. "Fuck, that's not going to be easy."Britney shook her head, then stepped off the broken edge of the bridgeKyle's cry ended in a strangled grunt. Britney floated in thin air. He frowned; it was more like she was standing on thin air."A glamour," Britney answered. "The bridge is not really out. If you look, you can see pine needles and other. They would not make it easy on me, so I had to do my best. I did not want that fucking pepper even near me.I felt their hands around my cunt and then one of their fingers went into me. I guess to get me wet, but I was so hot and wet already from cumming earlier. I hated what they were doing to me, but it excited me so much that my cunt leaked all the time.Then I felt something cool going inside me. I wasn't sure what it was, but it wasn't one of the big things. It was inside my cunt and they. His wife Linda was a full bodied, curvy 40 year old, who had not ran to fat. She was full and rounded yet still relatively slim. Since their arrival in Kenya the African men had swarmed around her like bees around a honey pot. It was hardly surprising she had given in to temptation. If only it had not become so obvious that he himself was also aroused by the attention she received. When his wife had discovered him with an erection after watching her flirt and chat with the local African men in.