"Just this one last time" he started rubbing my thighs. By this time my pussy was wet. He pushed me against the wall and started kissing my neck, gent...y. I let out a weak no. All of this was so wrong but it felt so right. I tried to push him away but he grabbed my hands and lifted them above my head. He moved the dress to free my bodacious tits. He slid his hand under my dress and took off my panties. My panties hit the floor. "Imma give you the best orgasm you ever had" I swear when he said. I was slipping in and out of sleep.Around lunch time, we came to a little town, the name of which I don'tremember. It was little more than a line of houses along the road. Therewas a church at one end and a large building with a petrol station atthe other. We filled up at the petrol station and bought hotdogs frominside the building. I was sick of hot dogs. They reminded me ofeverything. Wanting to stretch our legs, we went on a little walk to thechurch.Mountains loomed behind the church,. The next was large but very thick almost like a beer can, brown with a pinkish brown head. The third was indeed an African specimen. Pitch black, fully erect, both long and thick with a surplus of foreskin hanging over the end, as if saying “I can expand further if required” Click.I knew what was going to happen. Lisa knew what was going to happen and the three Swazi boys knew what was going to happen. The maths was simple: (three naked black men) + (one naked white woman) = Fornication. My. She was going to serve Him again and make Him proud. The thought made her wet. She was pleasing Him and being turned on by it, plus what she was doing was so dirty. Her breathing became rougher. She felt a moan escape her throat as the majority of the toy was in her. Suddenly she felt herself close around it. It was all the way in her."Very good." He commented standing. "Lets give it a test." He took a small remote control out of His pocket. Setting it on the lowest setting He turned it on.She.