The Natural History Museum in London's rich, historic suburb of South Kensington was one of his favourite places in the whole world. The dinosaur coll...ctions had always excited him from an early age, but these days he favoured the links to his favourite biologist, Charles Darwin, whose Origin Of Species had changed the world. It's idea of the survival of the fittest had sparked the fire within him that had helped shape him to become the man he was today. Fittest did not necessarily refer to. Weeks of sexual frustration was boiling over for both of us and all we wanted was to explore each other’s body. I removed her burqa and for the first time I saw her in a white salwar kameez. She looked like an angel in that. She started taking her top off but I stopped her as I wanted to do this real slow. I then turned her around and hugged her from behind cupping her boobs. I realised they were indeed a handful and asked her what size they were. She told me to find it out by myself and then. When a vast menagerie of divas all formed a naked conga line to twerk together, it was truly glorious.The best part, though, was when I appeared on the scene and began fucking each diva in front of the crowd. They kept singing as I fucked them, one lady after another, my thick, throbbing demon dick going in unto the various talented harlots who sang eagerly to the audience. Yeah, I screwed dozens of famous singers while they twerked and dry humped each other, even started eating each other out. I want him to know, if he ever finds out, that it was my choice to be here. By signing this, I agree that I'm going to have sex and obey Paul in any way he instructs. I am allowed to have the following rules and a safety word. I wrote down the words, thinking this was just silly. No poop or pee. No snuff and no marks. The the safety word that came to mind was "enough". Paul told me to sign it and, as I did, he took a picture. I said, "Hey, we agreed no face pictures!" He told me he knew and.