"Don't stop don't stop.... aaAAararraghhh don't you stop fucking my white ass don't stop! hurt it- hurt my ass... bite it... fuck my ass... fuck my wh...te- ahh... aahhhh..." She continued to slut-babble while some of the pygmies furiously rubbed her clit and vaginal slit. Her juices flowed copiously again, lubricating every anal thrust and providing for the sudden mad thirst for European virginal fluid that seemed to have obsessed some of the little black tribesmen.The shaman came, making a. Despite my earlier request for a skirt to wear, having regard to the temperature, she wore a pair of jeans. I really wanted to just touch her pussy without barriers and asked her to get rid the pants. Funny to see how she struggled to get out of her jeans but eventually the pants was on her ankles including slip and I could feel her nice pussy but of course without really good view of it. She obviously had had the time to shave herself during the holiday because I felt a perfect shaved pussy,. Well, correction. I ate my dinner while he inhaled his in an attempt to hurry up and get me in bed. "So, what are you thinking about?" He asked, attempting to turn our chit chatty "how was your day" conversation towards sex."I'm thinking about you washing the dishes so I can finish getting everything ready." I stated."I can wash them. It's fine." He was being as agreeable as possible. I could tell by the way he was sitting that his cock was straining against the material of his slacks, making. I increased my scratching both in intensity and the area to be covered till I reached to nipples scratching. Now I was openly exposing my nipples and scratching and pulling hard to make them erect. All the time I pretended to be a little exhausted and kept my eyes closed to avoid any eye contact with them. I would close my eyes and restart scratching from a new spot exposing my breasts and nipples until I would end up scratching my nipple vigorously and pulling it hard making it more and more.