That she intended me for that role was obvious as well. I realized that I wanted to be with the jungle goddess so much that I would obey her utterly. ... was never destined to be an alpha male in any case. Sheena’s arms felt so good when she hugged me. I realized that I was already in love with this amazing woman and wanted nothing more than to be close to her. Sheena tugged at my leash and led me out of the village. Before long we were back in the jungle under the blazing sun. On the way back to. Then she turned over as I watched. She smiled at us all and said this was really nice. Mike started on her front, oiling up her shoulders and breasts. His hands slid over her B cup tits and hard nipples which caused her to sigh then he worked downwards. Maria had been doing much the same to me. My nipples are sensitive which she noticed and she caressed them which, as usual, sent tingles everywhere for me – round my balls, my cock and up my ass. God, I would have taken Mike right up my ass. I thought it was odd but she was very attractive with a dress that showed off her assets, if you get my drift. She and Cathy struck up a conservation while I just sat and appreciated the view. After several drinks Cathy asked if she would like to come home with us. I was flabbergasted. I began to understand. This was a pick-up joint. Very high class women along with a very high class price. The meal and drinks were expensive. The bill for the woman was more so. But what the hell, she was. Jamal didn’t need to stick around. He had just needed to prove to Marci that her parents were racist. Marci’s mother came to Marci and tried to console her but it was clear that she agreed with her father. “Both of her parents were racists!” Marci thought. Kimberly was right.That night, Marci emailed Kimberly explaining what had happened. She was so ashamed and shocked that both of her parents were racists. She didn’t know how she could go to school on Monday and face her friends and teachers.