The conductor started coming to the back door again. She moved and stood exactly near my right shoulder. Her pussy was close to my shoulder. As the co...ductor was passing her she leaned onto me. Her pussy over her sari was touching my shoulder. I shoulder was nearly between her legs. It was like she was sitting on my shoulder.She stayed like that for a moment and moved back as the conductor had gone back and people were seeing her suspiciously. After a while, she was again leaning onto my. I swallowed it all making sure his dick was completely cum free.He then told me to turn around and take my pants off and to get on all fours,then he started shoving his tongue against my tight virgin ass.waves of pleasure ran through my body.Then it stopped,i felt the head of his cock push against my tight hole.Then with one hard thrust he penetrated my ass i groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure.After i got used to the sudden fullness of my ass i started to meet his thrust.The feeling of a. She truly was a beautiful woman, but I doubt the general saw her as that. His repeated phrase, “Malagasy woman,” clearly showed he thought she was from an inferior tribe or area of Africa. All he could see was a cunt, ass, and mouth that would satisfy his needs.He opened his zipper and pulled out his prick. It was flaccid, but was quickly coming up to hard.“I expect you to respond like a proper Malagasy slut,” he said harshly as he knelt between her legs. Then he reached down and fingered her. His cock was pushing on my throat muscles determined to force its way past them. He had wrapped those pure muscle legs of his around my head, leaving me powerless to resist. When I struggled to breath and attempted to dislodge those rock hard thighs my efforts were futile. He had a strength that far surpassed mine and most men I know, and I would not breathe until he decided I was able to. It was a scene I was desperate to recreate. "I want to cum all over your face!" Been a long time since.