I can be reached on or on my facebook page “Nish Massage Club”.Do read the first part of this story.Jia and I slept well, woke up early to go on ...am safari again, came back to the resort by 9.30am. Yeah. I love wildlife! Post getting refreshed quickly, we had our breakfast and went by the river to witness the beautiful sight of elephant taking a dip in the river. The guard asked if we would like to get water splashed by elephant’s trunk, Jia agreed immediately, sat on the elephant, one of the. The radio's playing the same crap it always does and you don't get much service out here in the backwoods so no streaming. Looking down at the clock, you can see you're making decent enough time and should be able to get home in time to catch that show you like. Alone. Like every night. Maybe don't dwell on that, huh? No one likes sad sap.You're pulled out of your ruminations by the radio turning to static. Really loud static. Weird. this doesn't happen. Like, ever. You curse and try to turn. Shelley's moans were a humming vibration on Keith's cock that only intensified the sensation of the blowjob. Jim was watching with fascination as his mother sucked Keith's dick like a pro. He would reach out and play with her tits when Keith wasn't squeezing them himself. Jim suggested that when they both came, they should pull out like the porn stars and cum on his mother's huge tits. Keith agreed as did Jim's mother. Jim came first, withdrawing in time to stand up, move to his mother's chest,. Yet they weren’t bound, but inexorably connected through flight, fear and the hunger to survive. The old woman cackled while Jagger pushed the almond girl’s tank top above her breasts and caressed the softness of them with his free hand. She fumbled at opening his pants at the same time, plunging her hand inside to grasp his painfully swollen cock. Nothing and no one else mattered now. They were caught in the flesh and blood machine of their freedom. With one hand, the almond girl worked.