" Deliberately I crossed my arms over my chest and she went away. We knew from our researches that Tumali women went around like the native Africans o... former days as a protest against the white colonialists and missionaries, but I was certain that it shouldn't apply to me especially as I had Colonel Nubaro's indemnity document.While we waited in a small room for our bags to be hand delivered to us from the plane I took the opportunity to look around at the others in the terminal building.. ; as Hope was a t-girl this was all new to me and my imagination ran riot. I was pleasantly surprised when I arrived at the given address; it was totally discrete and from the outside it could have been a church hall; I wandered back and forth outside for a few minutes, my stomach alive with butterflies; my cock rigid at the thought of seeing Hope in the flesh. I pulled it together and walked in the door; the inside was an immediate transformation, lushly decorated and softly lit. Two. I felt completely full as my pussy stretched to accommodate it. I spent a few minutes moving my hips up and down... Slowly and then faster... Slowly and then faster... Just savoring the feeling of fullness I had while moaning my satisfaction. Twerking, I rubbed my clit against scratchy pubic hair and his hard hip bone. That felt incredible. When I opened my eyes and shook my hair out of the way, I saw Jason watching me."Well," I asked with a grin and stilling my hips. "Is it what you thought it. “Yeah, Kind of,” I said, “I've never felt another woman go down on me, but I've had my first taste.” “Oh yeah?” she said plopping herself into the pool alongside me. “So, did you like it?” She went on. “Yeah, I love the sweetness, I love hearing her moan. Of course, I love a good cock too,” I said. “Oh, so you're like me ; but, I think I like women a bit more. I just keep him around because he does everything I tell him to. I'm sure you understand that, right?” She said as she got closer to me..