And... the opportunity to see if the sissy I had been communicating with over Hamster was for real, or just another fake-tease bitch.I booked at the s...me hotel on the river I had before... the view was great last time. I told him I was coming to town, and ordered a bunch of clothes that I thought would accentuate his "assets" best.I tend to like my bitches - behind closed doors to dress really slutty. I told him to meet me at the hotel bar in the lobby.he was five minutes late - I fucking. It was headed to Africa. It was headed to Nigeria. Once in Nigeria Elaine met up with an army general. She wanted to make him an offer. She would supply his army with prostitutes (mostly white Eastern European ones with small tight pussies who screamed a lot) that they can use as their "comfort women" but in return she wanted "sperm donation" from his soldiers.When the general heard this offer, he chuckled."Deal. But first show me the prostitutes," the general said.Elaine's crew led at least 20. Pierre moved his fingers to spread her lips with one hand and used his other hand to trace his fingers firmly up and down her clitoris. Pierre inserted one finger into her wet vagina in and out and then circled her clitoris again. Yasmin was bearly holding on and didn’t want to come – yet.Yasmin wanted Pierre inside her and straddled his member, slowly she inched him inside of her and then out again and then slowly in again, the pace was slow and delicious. Pierre sat up and coupled her. I didn't care what would happen if anybody found out. All I cared was Kezia, and if she was happy, so was I. With that thought, I shot my seed into her, deep into her. Kezia wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me into deeper depths that I had never reached.For a few minutes after the lovemaking, Kezia and I just lay there, in each other's arms, feeling each other's breaths. Guiltily, I knew that this afterglow far overtook the ones I shared with my wife. Kezia had a smile on her face, the.