As a matter of fact, I'd love for him to fuck you." "Would you like to fuck him?" I asked. "Well, maybe if you didn't mind," she said. "Do you want me...to tell him, that I wouldn't mind if you guys fooled around a little?" "If you want to," she said. I went out into the front room where Ken was sitting and told him, that if he played around with Louie that he would be able to get into her pants, as she'd said she wouldn't mind fucking him, if I didn't care. I told him, that he could do anything. She is of Mediterranean origin and has a lovely shaved black cunt. As I was sucking on her already erect clit, my mind could only think of one thing, sucking that man's cock on the beach. It was driving me wild. As I sucked and nibbled my partner yelled out and had the most wonderful orgasm, inspired I am sure by the subconscious thoughts. I knew I was to revisit that beach very soon.The following day, I checked the tide was out, it was a beautiful morning and I couldn't wait to get onto the. She told me that he would have. I asked her then what her thoughts were about that. She told me that she and her brothers and sisters were brought up by very strict parents who very much believed in corporal punishment. She told me that she hated the idea of receiving it but at the same time was very grateful for the release it provided her. We were coming close to her drop off point so I simply decided to take a chance and ask her if she would like to possibly have lunch one day and continue. Centuries later, I still wondered how the peoples of that village had come to possess ostrich feathers.I stood on the sand in front of all of them, waiting for whatever was going to happen. The powerfully built man in the lead stepped forward and indicated himself. "T'shombe," he announced with a ringing voice."Bridget," I replied, touching myself on the chest. He turned and walked towards the village proper and the fire in its center. I could smell roasting meat. With a gesture he indicated I.