They don't seem to mind. It's wildly exciting. I can see my cousin's pussy. A dream come true. I see the neatly trimmed bush I had only peeked at thro...gh the panties earlier in the evening. I wonder what I should do. Mixed messages from Laura all night. Does she want to be with John or not? But she said she'd rather be with me. Should I leave? I decide to stay. I watch for awhile. It's maddeningly exciting. I want to take my throbbing cock out and jerk off, but that seems like such an odd thing. "Well, hehe, it's not actually called that, it's just something we call it since most of us have trouble pronouncing the tribe's name for it," Elisabeth said.“It’s actually called… let me see if I can get it… Chinoza oza ogasha…” Elisabeth looked disappointed in herself as she couldn't’ really pronounce the Marabogan tribe’s language. “It’s… something like that. I’ve really tried to learn a bit of their language because I would really love to take part in the ceremony.” Elisabeth confessed.“Oh,. At 4 pm I served tea for him and told him to assist me in as I planned to take head bath. I also told him that his sister usually helps me. He readily agreed. As per my plan I undressed my self and wrapped a towel around my body and went into bath room and called him and asked him to apply oil on my legs and hair. He was dumbfounded at the beauty of legs and showed signs of positive response. Then I told him to pour water on my head and then apply shampoo. He was doing very erotically and I. “I hope you’re looking forward to our date Friday night.”“What are we going to do?” she asked, breathing in my ear.“Oh ... uh ... It’s a surprise.” It sure would be. I had no idea yet what we’d be doing. I needed to come up with something, though. She was sure setting a theme.“I love surprises! Will you have a lot of them for me?”“Yeah, sure. A few anyway. We’ll have fun.” She wiggled closer to me, even though we were facing opposite directions. We chatted about nothing in particular while we.