I called that night and when she answered I stammered a little. She asked if I was the one from this afternoon and I said yes. She asked what I woul... like to do with her, I paused for a while and she said in a sultry voice that she liked to please any way possible. I felt embarrassed but asked her if she would wear High Heels for me with Black Nylons. She purred over the phone that it would be her pleasure. We set up a time for the next day. I went to bed that night with a raging hard-on. Par contre voudrez-vous parfois l'emp?cher deparler?-Il est justement b?illonn? en ce moment avec une vieille paire decollants et de la bande adh?sive et je l'ai solidement ligot? avant lelaisser seul.-Aie, attention les poils au moment de l'enlever. Je vais vous chercherun b?illon.? Elle partit dans les rayons et revint avec une boule rougetravers?e par des lani?res de cuir se fermant comme une ceinture. ?Vouslui mettez la boule dans la bouche et serrez les lani?res sur sa nuque.Il pourra. Kara had removed my loincloth when she juiced my pussy, and I had nothing to cover myself. She smiled at me when she got to her feet. Then she walked over to the Chief and removed his loincloth. When it dropped to the ground, I felt my body react. The man was old, unattractive, and had no virtues to recommend him other than being the Chief of the tribe… Except for his cock. It was every bit as big as Jamir’s.Kara reached for the shell and poured some of the jungle juice she used on me over the. After many long seconds she reached over and picked up my full glass of wine. ?May I?? she asked. I nodded, my mouth dry but not from lack of drink. She took a large swallow. ?Why not.? she finally concluded. ?You’ve been fairly forthcoming with me Mr. Post, I guess I owe you some of the same. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.? She took another sip, glanced down at her lap and then back up and directly at me, but also seemingly beyond. ?I want it all, Mr. Post? she.