We knew from our researches that Tumali women went around like the native Africans of former days as a protest against the white colonialists and miss...onaries, but I was certain that it shouldn't apply to me especially as I had Colonel Nubaro's indemnity document.While we waited in a small room for our bags to be hand delivered to us from the plane I took the opportunity to look around at the others in the terminal building. Every female did indeed have their breasts exposed, even those too old. She rubs my cock as I finger her wet pussy, ‘We could fuck’ she says before moaning and giving me a wicked smile. ‘Let’s do it then’ I say. She slides one leg over me as we lay on our sides and moves her shorts and panties to the side guiding my throbbing cock into her soaking wet pussy. As soon as I feel her wet pussy lips swallow my cock I start to thrust gently. ‘Ohhhh yesss! That’s soo good!’ She moans quietly as I continue to slide in and out as she rotates her hips in a nice rhythm,. "So how did it go?" Lori said later."It works great," Ian said. "I like this model." Are you okay?" she asked. He seemed to be different."Never better. You can tell the doctor I'm definitely ready to go home."The nurse smiled curiously. What happened to the timid man?"I'll let the doctor know," she said.The doctor came in the moment after she said it."Let me know what?" he asked."The new penis works great, doc. I gave it a good work out. I'm ready to go home." Let's check it."The doctor. I awoke to the smell of coffee and made my way into the kitchen. My body felt a tremble when I walked into the kitchen and saw Curtis standing there next to the coffee pot. He had his back to me and focused on what he was doing in front of him. “Good morning,” I said softly so not to startle him.He jumped, spun around and I saw he had a coffee cup in his hand.“Good morning,” he said with a slight grin, “Coffee?” he asked holding up the empty cup in his hand.“Yes, please,” I said as I grinned.