”It was only 2 pm, a bit early for me, but she wasn’t to be denied. I agree and sit down in the huge leather armchair. She returned to the room wi...th an excellent bottle of South African red and two glasses. She places a glass down on a mat in front of me and pours the wine, in doing so bending down and treating me a delicious view of her magnificent tits. She seems to be pouring in slow motion and I get a really good look. Jill catches me staring and tuts “Men, all the same.”She takes a seat. The truth was she hadn’t gotten much practice in kissing boys because they all seemed more interested in playing with her breasts or even fondling her ass cheeks like she was a Tenth Avenue whore. Lately, she was almost glad she wasn’t going out on dates because that was all the boys wanted and she was just not in the mood to play their game. She wanted real romance with lots of kissing and licking of her needy places with her eyes closed and her imagination running rampant about getting. In his sexy cowboy drawl, he asks, "Can I help you?”I give him a wink and my sexiest smile, “I’m in need,” I sayAs I get out of the car running my hands down my body, adjusting and smoothing my dress, I open the bonnet and lean in so my mini rides up a little showing him my sexy tight arse and the cherry-red g-string I am glad I decided to wear by the look on his face. He swaggers around behind me and leans over my body, slapping his hand on my right knee and running it up under my skirt to. I even saw a tick waiting on a grass stem to jump on me as his host.“Not today,” I whispered, walking around the tick.Arriving, naked and unseen, ahead of the game drive vehicle, I quickly entered my bungalow. In the shower, I washed my short black hair and inspected my body for ticks I might have missed and shaved my legs, my Venus mound and the surrounding areas. I wanted to touch my clit and satisfy myself, but I knew I had to meet the guests first. I dressed in my khaki camp uniform,.