''Megan, honey, how are you doing? Cindi and Becky will be there in seconds. You should be shielded by now. He can't touch you, honey.''Wow! I've neve... seen anything so beautiful! There are colors everywhere! You guys really do love me, don't you? Who's protecting you guys, with all this around me?''We're worried about you right now. We all love you very much, honey. Megan, have you actually seen Bandor?' I asked. There was a pause.'Ummm... no, but I can feel him here. He's here... or maybe. At the movies last night, he finally put his hand on my knee and I expected him to be like the taxi-driver and proceed to move his hand up my skirt and into my panties. Instead he just stopped and didn't even draw me close. And so when we came outside my frustration turned to repressed anger. I think he must have wondered why I was suddenly cold towards him. When he asked me when I was going to see him again, I said I didn't know and got my own taxi home.I always get out of the taxi at the. Fuck me, fuck my pussy.What are you Mike asked me.I'm a dirty girl I blurted out.Better Mike said as he placed his cock head at the opening of my fuck hole wiggling it around.I'm a slut, fuck my married slut pussy.With that Mike began to slide his cock in my pussy inch by inch until he was balls deep in my pussy.Oh fuck, I'm such a dirty girl, a slut. Fuck your slut wife hard.Mike was pounded me so hard I could feel his balls slapping against me. I wrapped my legs around him. Mike fucked me. So I called a friend that was not working at that time to come over. He was also gay and I didn’t mind sharing my room and bed with him for a while. He did a good job for these guys, showed them a part of South Africa and took them to Sun City. They were there for three days. My friend was happy as he received a big tip from them. I didn’t mind. So I asked Ken if he would stay over and I would help him find a job in Johannesburg. When Danny left, Ken moved into his room. We had a great time..