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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

Lunga." he said. "No. No burden at all. I have enjoyed her love- tunnel enormously. It is very tight and friendly." "Yes. That is true. Still, she can surely not compare to your wives." Since his wives were standing behind him, Lunga could hardly disagree. "Being as weak as she is, she will not long sur- vive in Retewq." Lunga frowned and one of his wives prodded him with her fingers. "See. I told you." "Shut up, woman." "She is, as you can tell, of little real use in chores." Joe said, playing to the women. "She knows nothing about cooking or cleaning or any of the womanly duties." "She gives a man a long hard ride." Lunga growled. "This is a woman's first duty." "True. True. Still, in a very few days she will waste away until she sickens and then dies. Then all your money will be gone and you will have nothing to show for it." "Why do you want her if she is so sickly?" Lunga demanded. "Well, I will take her back to her people, where she will not sicken. There she will be happy and healthy once more." "Woman. Come here." Lunga called into the hut. Kristen emerged a moment later and Lunga pulled her down to her knees beside him. His hands stroked her head, as if petting a dog, then cupped her breasts and squeezed them. "And how much will you give me for this worthless woman?" he asked. "I hear from Mbinga that you paid two goats for her." Joe said. Lunga frowned and glared across the village towards the man. "This is true." He admitted. "I do not have any a****ls with me, of ... course." Joe said. "But I do have the government paper that you can exchange for livestock with others." Lunga nodded. He knew about money. Some of the villagers had been to the city, or to the farming towns not far south of the river. "And how much of this paper will you give me?" he asked, stroking Kristen's breasts and belly. "I will give you enough to purchase three goats." Joe said. "Three goats. That is a lot for one skinny woman." "Yes, I know. But I can see that Lunga is a great warrior, and he deserves a high price." "My women have spent many hours training this female in woman's duties. That is now wasted." Lunga observed. "Ahh, but three goats. Think of what you may trade for that." "Not as much as four goats." "Four goats! That is too high a price for this one." "Not for a man who has come so far and been to so many villages in search of her." Lunga observed shrewdly. "You are a very smart man, Lunga." Joe sighed. "I will have to see if I have enough money." He pulled out his wallet and carefully counted the money in there, knowing how much he had but putting on a show. Finally he sighed and looked up glumly. "You take the very food from my mouth, Lunga." he protested. "Ahh, but such fine skin and soft flesh is worth it." Lunga smiled, sliding his hand down between Kristen's legs and squeezing her crotch. They had been talking in Bantu, of course. Kristen had never even looked at him during the conversation, her dull eyes staring at the ground. Now she groaned low ...