After a change of clothing and a little light makeup I drove an old rusty VW Kombi out of the dilapidated garage attached to the side of the house and... headed towards Sydney and safety. I owned, under assorted names, three homes in and around Sydney two of which I had I never visited, all bought through third parties, experts who had my better welfare in mind but wouldn't know me from a hole in the ground. I always use professionals for all my dealings, they make such efficient tools. Each house. “Enough of your insolence, woman!” shouts another man. “True to our forefathers’ saying, if a mother be stubborn, what of her offspring?”Kwame, a young, western educated political scientist can no longer stomach the incessant attacks on his family. He is shaking with anger. His diminutive stature notwithstanding, he rises and looks at the men in front. The sound of his chattering teeth is unmistakable.“My elders,” he says in his small voice. A visible blush as he stares at them. “With due. This was another experience of me being submissive and I loved it! Let me be an object for someone else’s pleasure. The fact that he was getting pleasure was a further turn on.We continued to fuck for about 10 minutes until I had to make him stop. I had not “prepped” for getting fucked and I was worried that I was going to poop the bed. As he continued to bang me, I just felt my rectal cavity relax and, not having been fucked before, was worried that I was going to make a mess. I extricated. His lips were on mine again and his tongue teased me as I reached out for more. His finger was inside me, his thumb barely flickering over my clit, and all I could think was “more.”Then suddenly, it was all gone, and I was leaning against my car, the breeze cool against the dampness between my thighs.“This is it,” he said. “I have loved every minute of the talk, the teasing, the games. Follow me home and I will guarantee the fulfillment of every fantasy you’ve ever had. Or drive to your own.