Once, when I ( Will) was in Africa, I was obligated to entertain a government official and his plump wife, at dinner. Wearing traditional garb, of man... layers, many yards of gold figured crimson cloth, wrapped around and around her, in intricate twists and folds, from her armpits to her sandaled ankles, she also wore a towering head-dress of the same material. The wife looked rich, very exotic and attractive. She turned heads wherever she passed. AWAY! Whew, she stank! Erotically and. I felt her squirt on me as I thrust into over and over. Unable to control myself any longer, l unloaded deep inside. I rolled her over on top of me with my dick still deep inside her. Her beautiful breasts heaved as she tried to catch her breath. I slowly softened and she raised up to watch me slide out. Her slit dripped with my cum. She quickly closed her legs.tpgether and lay beside me. I snuggled in close, gently playing with her still stiff nipple. She reached behind her and. I was still plenty wet from the first time. And he lasted longer - second time, you know. It took him a while, but this time he was plain loud when he came. I love it when men don’t hold back. We lay together for a while, and then I could feel him getting ready for more. The night just got away from us.When I got back to my room that morning to pack up for the flight home, it was almost daylight. Mason was asleep like a baby. He had had a rough day.It was a quiet flight back, I can tell you. I went back home and told mom what Sheela aunty told me. She was silent for a moment. The she spoke: “Beta, Sheela should not have been so direct in her speech. Beta, you are my life. I will not do anything unless approved by you. Dont worry I am not thinking of marriage unless you approve of the same.” I hugged her.Days passed by and I was got busy in my studies.One evening mom asked to get dressed quickly as we had to go to Sheela Aunty’s house for a small get together to celebrate aunty’s.