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Good Story, to good not to share. Stuck up rich gi

Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: rampage86, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

foreplay, and would probably be more than a little displeased with their next lovers. After a hard day's march, he arrived at the en- virons of Retewq. As at the previous village, he was challenged and then welcomed into the village. He trotted in behind the young sentry, wading through a small stream and then climbing a low hill at the edge of a clearing. He stopped suddenly, attracted by something moving only a few feet away. His eyes opened wide as he peered around a bush. There she was! Kristen was on her hands and knees, her legs apart and a look of satisfaction on her face. A dark skinned Bantu warrior knelt behind her his cock plunging back and forth in her cunt. The man felt Joe's eyes on him and looked up. He smiled and waved. "She will be free for your use in a few moments, Stranger, should you want her." "Uh, thank you." Joe stammered, watching the man, matter of factly return to his fucking. Kristen didn't even look up. Her eyes were closed and her jaw hung low. Her fat breasts were swinging back and forth beneath her as she humped her ass back against the man's plunging cockstrokes. "This way, Joe-boss." his young guide gestured. Joe took a last look at the odd scene and followed him up the path to the village. A short time later he was explaining his journey again to the local chief, stressing the many Pounta he'd killed to reach here. In the midst of the explanation, Kristen walked past, naked, her arms laden with hides. She didn't notice him again, her ... shoulders slumped and her eyes on the ground. "We did think it strange, she was out on her own." The Chief admitted, glaring at Mbinga. "I was very close by, Chief. If your man hadn't been on a swift river, I'd have caught up long since." "Still, the matter is out of my hands." The Chief shrugged. "You may kill Mbinga for stealing the woman, but she has been properly sold to Lunga, who bought her not knowing of any prior ownership. If you want her back, you will have to buy her from Lunga or kill him." Joe looked at the one called Lunga without a great deal of encouragement. The guy was huge! "I'm sure we can work something out." He said. "That is between the two of you. For now, you are an honored guest." He gestured at the woman and food was brought. Joe sat down, knowing he had to observe the amenities first. He ate gladly, sick of dried food. During the meal which Lunga shared, Kristen came out from a hut and Lunga called to her. He had her serve him, looking at Joe challengingly, then slapped her on the behind, set- ting her cheeks jiggling as she moved on some errand. After dinner, she moved quickly to Lunga, who nod- ded and tuned, gesturing to his hut. Joe followed him across the village until the big man sat down on a rough stool in front of the hut. Joe sat down next to him as one of the man's wives brought water. They both sipped the water, a nominal welcome to his home, then Joe settled down to business. "I hope this skinny, weak woman has not been a burden on you, ...