She was more muscular than me, yet still feminine. The blonde, Danielle, was even more muscular than Michelle. Danielle spent most of her time worki...g out, doing squats and lunges. As a result, her ass, ugh, this woman’s ass was out of this world. Both of them lived in Florida and were up for the shoot. The three of us were told a different photographer would be shooting us. His name was Darius. Michelle’s eyes widened. I got the impression she knew him. “Crap!” she said. I walked with. There was a portage around this stretch of whitewater, so we proceeded to carry our supplies to the opposite end. When it came time to portage the canoe, my friend again insisted that we shoot the rapid. My gut feeling was that this rapid was too difficult to try to navigate. He continually prodded me until I finally relented.As I planned our route, I noticed that there was a shoot just to the right of a six foot boulder. We would need to make that shoot if we were to safely make it through the. Neil came over and began fondling my backside and vagina before kneeling and flicking my clit with his tongue. Ross carried on taking pictures as Neil stood and I received his cock into my eager pussy. He pulled out and sat on the rock in front of me and my mouth enveloped his hard-on as I felt Ross slide his dick over my pussy lips.Their cocks were not the only hard things I felt, the rock was killing my knees so I pulled away and told the guys it was their turn to be photographed. They sat on. Now they were being violated with exactly the same relish as the black warriors took in buggering each other. ‘They seem to have been a peculiar lot!’ said Ivory with a shudder as she clambered through a thicket of trees. ‘It may seem strange to you as your tribe associates manhood with virility and fatherhood, but as I was later to discover the black warriors associated manhood with close intimacy. For them, the physical companionship of other men, in whatever activity, was preferable to any.