I stayed behind after the others had all gone. “Why did you ask that question earlier?” I asked him. “Just curious really. I often wonder if a...y of you had ever thought about it,” he replied. “Have you?” “This stays between us, right?” “Of course.” “I’ve been wondering what it would be like, so I suppose I’m bi-curious as they say? Can you tell me what it’s like?” “Well, it’s natural for me,” he answered. “I knew from an early age I was gay, but it took a while for me to pluck up the. .. I'm a hot mess.” “Me? Never! Mary, you look divine, as you do every morning. And what's more, you know it.” Every morning they had the same conversation. He told her how pretty she was, she called him out on it. They made eyes at each other, he handed over the four dollars for the bill. Mary passed him a warm croissant and his coffee. He would wink at her, and say “au revior, mon petit choux”. Her panties would get damp and he would leave. Mary didn't even know his name. He had been coming. And then he heard a thin, almost wailing voice shout something in Igbo and instantly knew someone had seen him."Mma! Kushi! Onye oshi! Kushi!" shouted the small child and instantly half the camp practically sprang upright on their feet. He raised his arms then and stood there stock still, trying to smile for no real reason while he could hear Nicole had stopped transmitting the moment the shout was heard.He pulled out his knife then and reached for the hut's door. The blade flashed steel-white. Her tongue felt rough, but so sensuous as she teased me more. She licked my slit under the tip and I nearly jumped out of my skin with the pleasure this brought.“Hmmm,” she said, “guess I found the spot.”“Yes, but too much of that and you are going to have a face full,” I warned as I felt myself relax on the bed.“Well you’d better not cum yet, we have all day to play and I want all you have to give.”She did not say another word but instead used her lips and tongue to stimulate the full length.