She reads enough books. But it isn’t just French she won’t speak. She won’t say a word even in her own Tutsi language.” “Tutsi?” wondered ...inda, who was reminded of a Hollywood film with a similar sounding name. “Yes. She comes from Rwanda. In Africa. There are two tribes there: the Tutsi and the Hutu. You might be too young to remember, but a few years ago there was a horrendous massacre. Something like a million Tutsi were slaughtered by the Hutu. Many of them were neighbours who’d lived next. I could feel my legs being forced apart as someone slid between them. Ted pulled me back a bit as a shaved head slid between my hips and the wall, his tongue sliding slowly up the shaft of my cock, sending waves of pleasure through me, making me moan involuntarily. A warm pleasure engulfed my dick, and I realised that my boner was deep inside the mouth of Mike the personal trainer. His tight lips squeezed up and down my hard dick, causing my hot boner to throb violently in his mouth. It was so. .. You are to keep your eyes closed until I tell you that you can open them.. You will do as I say for the remainder of the evening or I will bring you back to this club to go back to your ordinary life - do you understand? "Yes!!"I stand you up and navigate you to the door, You feel my strong hands on your shoulders.. You are nervous but feel safe in my arms.. You are afraid at what might happen.. and you have every reason to be... you don't know me well at all and you are freely allowing. Her only physical peculiarity was a very chubby and sensitive pussy, with very well developed labia that became easily bruised and swollen. Today she was wearing the traces of yesterday's punishment; her pussy was protuberant and pink, daring Mr. Wilson to grab it and fill her hot wetness. She looked genuinely satisfied about having completed her task for Mr. Wilson, who nodded in satisfaction. Everything was so wonderful, she thought, and her packed ass felt so good. As soon as they got out of.