Hearing there was definitely something or someone in the wet tropical jungle i creeped towards it slowly so not to disturb it on my hands and knees un...il i could see someone was knocking coconuts out of a tree.It was the most wild but beautiful looking Amazonian woman with thick black curly hair and dark chocolate skin. She had tits the size of huge mangoes and big hard nipples that instantly made my cock twitch a yearn to suck and lick.She had gathered a few coconuts when i had decided that i. They also made movies on request with Mr. Walton as the producer and Alex Crawl in charge of the distribution. It had been a very lucrative source of income for them all and hence why the three names where separate to the names listed in Chanel's little black book.After leaving Zoo Studio I was in the mood to celebrate so rung Dale to apologize for the argument we had earlier on that day. Fifteen minutes later I was in the back seat of Dale's limo getting treated to the ass fucking off my life,. She doesn't care at all, it is always wet because of her sessions on masturbation happening every night! We count the points. 2-1 for me ! But she comes out very rapidly after me and it is 2-2! The match is very tense. We cry our pleasure at each orgasm. We are hot ! Our cunt are red we spread the lips, we touch the clitoris. They foam, they are shiny, brilliant under the sun rays penetrating the cosy bed room.At the end of the hour, it is 10-10! No winner this time. And to calm ourselves, we. The muscles of his strong arm played as he kept on beating me?. making sure that the big brass buckle was buried in my flesh with each stroke, the metal studs of the belt leaving a dotted pattern on my bruised flesh. He was a very athletic man, unusually tall for an Arab, and he surely did not handle the matter with kid gloves as he kept on beating me. With a dogged determination and sweat flowing down his face, he continued to whip me in a completely frenzy. At last the inevitable happened..