1. Living among the Kilitoki


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: mind_warrior_2000, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    as much paint as the other dancers and most of their tit flesh was visible. Peter suddenly forgot all about his potential embarrassment and followed the women with his eyes. The smooth, black skin of their heavy, sagging breasts was streaked lightly with white paint. Their large, dark nipples seemed to point directly at him. It wasn't long before his loins reacted to that sight. For a moment, Peter forgot everything around him, until a nudge in the side brought him back. He looked over and caught a look of disapproval from his mother. Sheepishly, he looked down in his lap, covering the bulge at the front of his shorts. He heard Nakibo chuckle softly and didn't dare raise his eyes for a long time. &#034You two must be tired,&#034 said Koko'loko at length. &#034Nakibo, please show them to their new home.&#034 Nakibo and Zoe stood up. Making sure his erection had subsided, Peter stood up as well. He said goodbye to Koko'loko and his wife, and followed Nakibo. Nakibo led them to a small hut. Inside, there was a large sl**ping pad against the far wall. It was made out of, what looked like, woven leaves and soft straw. It was covered with soft a****l furs. Their backpacks were resting against another wall. There was really nothing else to the hut, other than a small table. After Nakibo left, Peter claimed the wall-side of the bed. Whenever they slept together, Peter would always &#034claim&#034 that side. Peter pulled off his shirt and dove under the covers. Zoe looked through her ...
    pack and found a few things that she put out on the table. When she finished, she looked at Peter. He was facing the wall, curled up in the a****l furs. It was dim inside -- the only light coming from the bonfire through the little window. Zoe didn't want to sl**p in the sweat soaked clothes again. She glanced again at Peter and making sure his back was still turned, quickly pulled off her shirt. Her breasts felt pleasant once freed from the confines of the stretchy shirt. She noticed how the light of the fire danced on her pale skin. &#034I really need a tan,&#034 thought Zoe, before putting on a loose sl**ping shirt. Keeping her eye on her son, Zoe carefully took off her boots and then her shorts, revealing her light blue panties. The panties were the modest kind -- they covered most of her bum and her front. They were soaked with sweat like the rest of her clothes. Zoe had an exquisite sense of smell and could usually discern the slightest of scents. After the feast, the smells of fire and food were still filling her nose, but she could definitely detect the musky smell of body odor. Whether it was hers or Peter's, she was too tired to tell. She climbed onto the pad and covered herself with the furry covers. She was glad that there was no scent of the long dead a****l that the furs once belonged to. She took a deep, tired breath and looked over at Peter who hasn't moved since he laid down. &#034What a day!&#034 she thought before drifting off to sl**p herself. *** The next ...
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