1. Jayne gone wild in Africa 2009


    Date: 11/30/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: zukijlizzy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    ride back to the Cameyenne, compounded by the tiredness, bumpy roads, her obvious soreness and the silence, with only Fode speaking occasionally. At the hotel I insisted to Fode that we would prefer to be on our own for the rest of the evening, it was actually 03.00am in the morning. Once back in the cool privacy of the room I showered and Jayne joined me to open our hearts and clear the air. She was extremely sore but despite it she cleaned herself again thoroughly removing and rinsing any of the remaining mess from her sex. The second shower and moisturising helped her feel fresher and able to sl**p. We were both exhausted, physically and emotionally and fell into sl**p easily holding hands. I woke at six to the wailing of the local Shaman but went back to sl**p not stirring again until 11.00. Jayne had been up for a while and was sipping a cup of coffee still in her night shirt on the patio. I expected good morning but the first thing she said to me was that she simply couldn’t sit on an aeroplane seat for 8 hours. She told me she felt as though she’d been repeatedly punched in her stomach and she was really tender. She’d woken up with an awfully sore pussy and rectum and the thought of the airport, flight and journey home was abhorrent but as the morning progressed, she eased a little but I soon realised that perhaps a long haul on a packed jet wasn’t the kind of reward she deserved for being such a willing and satisfying wife. I did the packing and as usual I was ready ...
    to go hours before even needing to be at the airport. I was mildly dreading Fode’s arrival, anticipating David in tow and both of us expecting another fuck fest with Jayne for good measure. I’d recovered some of my ardour and despite the headache I’d had since waking, the previous evening’s activities were stimulating me enough to contemplate the idea however as I pride myself with not being a complete idiot, I understood that it was out of the question because of the soreness of her distressed sex. We managed to make it to the pool for a few hours and then a light mid afternoon salad. Jayne had no appetite and lay in the shade on a lounger for the most and when we decided that it was time to consider the trip to the airport she reminded me again about the ghastly flight to Paris and the connection to London, then the car journey home. I‘d already considered the options and we went through to the room and changed. I had that surreal feeling as we sat in the hotel lobby waiting for the driver which turned out to be Kemo, the man who’d shown us around earlier in the week. I was really surprised that we’d not seen or heard from Fode and at the time a little disappointed. Jayne had mentioned his absence but was keeping tight lipped. I was also pleased that the airport is only a short drive and I know Jayne was dreading the return journey. Kemo wouldn’t shut up which was irritating but he was only being friendly and it was a relief to reach the airport complex and get out of the ...
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