"N-no," not knowing what else to say. "Sure looked like fun didn't it? I know it can be a lot of fun," he said, standing right in front of me. He reac...ed out for my crotch, I flinched back, stopped by the locked door. "It's okay," he said in a reassuring voice. His hand caressing the front of my jeans, "That feels good huh?" As scared as I was I had to admit it did. I nodded yes, my mouth dry. "Touch mine, see if you like it." My hand shaking I reached out to his crotch, palming the front of. You are taking the special tour. This is an opportunity not often available. You get the chance to explore the park, unaccompanied by anyone, without the confines of a vehicle. You can sample the sights and smells of Africa close to hand, so to speak. With a bit of luck you should be able to reach one of the gates without being eaten. A word of advice; if you are still in the open at nightfall, try to take shelter until daylight. Apart from that, it's up to you. Before we go though, you need to. Saturday morning we made the trip in Baxter’s SUV. He dropped the wives off and we went to our hotel and checked in.We spent the day shopping and visiting casinos. Baxter’s wife had said no booze, so we didn’t bar hop.We all got together for dinner at The Keg and then went to our separate hotels. Once in our rooms, we all changed into swim wear and made for the pool. After an hour, Baxter and I went up to the room. Carl was chatting with a brunette by the pool. I showered and then so did. I let out a moan feeling you inside me. People around us were looking at us suspiciously while some men standing near us had grasped the situation and were grinning at you. We didn't move, your cock buried deep in my pussy. Every time the bus stops you thrust a few times in me until I reach my stop. "This is my stop," I whispered to you and you smiled seeing the lust in my eyes.Pulling out of me you didn't bother to zip your pants as you held my hand. Together we exited the bus and as soon as.