"Are you married?", I asked. "No, single". "Do you have jack off buddies?" He chuckled, and replied, "Yeah!" Then he stopped and put away his cock and...zipped up. As he walked towards the sinks, I turned and said, "Darn, I wanted to see you go off". "Better not in here", he said. However, when he got to the sinks he turned and came back. "Why not, until somebody comes." He unzipped, pulled out his pecker and started jerking off. Wow,this was erotic I slowly stroked my own cock. It was hard and. “My wife has him wrapped in furs by the fire.”The man appeared mollified by this, but kept his eyes on the spear girls.He asked, “Who are these women with the spears? They look dangerous, women with spears. It is not right.”“I hope so; they are meant to be. One is my wife, one is my concubine.”“Your wife? But ... oh, you have two wives? Great hunter, are you?”“Great hunter, yes, but Chief of my tribe, too.”“Ah.” He turned and gestured. “This is my wife. The boy is our son. He is four summers in. Ordinarily I’d find this enjoyable, but having been relegated to a mere monthly semen dump, it was actually pretty annoying. Surprisingly, that didn’t stop my nipples from getting hard, nor my pussy from getting moist.After slamming his prick deep into my throat over and over, he’d finally explode into my mouth, forcing me to swallow his entire load, lest I gag or drown on what seemed like a gallon of cum.This was usually followed by me kneeling beneath his desk as he sat in his leather office. Amena got up and really lie down on the bed, she may felt sleepy. I sat beside her bed. About 20 minutes later again the crying sound started.Amena got up from the bed and grabbing my knee she shouted AGAIN, AGAIN THE GHOST IS CRYING. She was trembling. Her scarf removed from her body and I looked at her shapely voluptuous large breasts. Meanwhile the sound stopped. I told her again to try to sleep. She again lay down and after few minutes she requested me to lie beside her. I decorously asked.