With the smooth elegance of a black panther she moved then in front of the long mirror, dropped the blue skirt and the bright white bloomers around he...r ankles. In the classical african tradition she arched her back, intertwined her fingers in the back of her head, spread her long legs and stuck her velvet buttocks out at me! »You may whip me well, Master, but only as naked as myself!«, the african princess conditioned her offering, and she searched me through the mirror with her big black eyes. We were sliding around the mattress due to all the oil so I grabbed Peni's hips to keep her with me. I could feel his balls slapping my clit with each thrust until I started cumming again, this time more intensely than the last. My legs started shaking and my body quivering. I prayed he wouldn't stop and he didn't. When he realized I had totally lost control, shaking violently, he stopped. I collapsed on the mattress whimpering.Peni jumped up and started sucking his cock deep into her throat. I. Of course, like some others, he would flirt with me and I kind of enjoyed it. On Saturdays, I would take the bus into town with some other girls. We could shop or just hang out for the afternoon, have supper, then have a few drinks in a pub and go to a dance after. That is where I met Raymond again. He asked me for a dance, and then we spent the rest of the evening together, chatting and getting to know each other between dances. We sat together on the bus back to camp afterward. Then he walked. “God, you must really love me!” I commented.“That’s one way of putting it. Another is that I missed you, too. Seven damn years. Far too long, baby. Far too fucking long and I’ve held a torch for you for all that time. Damn that Lisa for trying to hoard you like that and keep you away from me! Damn your family and hers for pushing you two back together again and ensuring that you got hitched!” Kara told me with repeated kisses to my face.“So, I’m yours now. Does that make you mine? Or are you.