Their arrival was greeted with great curiosity, never had a foreigner reached that far. The boxes and trunks were laid down in a big central area surr...unded by huts. Rodrigo looked around. The Kimbundo were well built, both males and females had their breasts naked, and the children went around as God had made them. Some had bracelets made of shells like those he had seen on the arms of the young men, others had different ornaments, very simple but showing that they liked to embellish their. I needed to compliment him."Ben," I said. "You look... pretty."His face turned to joy. He looked at his reflection for another fewseconds before he turned to me with such a big smile..."Sierra," she said smiling. Her voice was higher. "Call me Sierra."I smiled back. "Sierra. You look pretty." Didn't you look at yourself yet?" she said.I looked at the mirror. In it was a beautiful woman. I saw hints of mysister and my mother. I looked nothing like Aaron.Our next stop was a clothing. I slowly open it and one by one, remove each item. There are three vibrators; a small, almost finger-sized one; a medium rabbit, and finally a larger one, which I mentally note is still much smaller than you. There’s also a nipple-stimulating toy, some textured rubber finger sleeves, a pair of lace-topped hold-ups (which I explain that I like to wear sometimes to feel extra-sexy), and a set of miniature bottles in a gift box. You query what these bottles contain, and I tell you it was a naughty. ’ Then I sucked more of her breast into my mouth, scraping my teeth along the tender flesh. When I let go of her, she was whimpering incoherently. ‘Mistress,’ I gasped in a half-dramatized show of lust, ‘This would be so much easier if I could touch you with my hands.’ An instant later, I was free, and shocked to discover that my first impulse was to capture her breasts in my hands and massage them frantically. ‘Thank you Mistress,’ I said, and I buried my head in her succulent body. The way.