Seeing some kids dressed in their Sunday finest, I asked them to pose. It was a beautiful photo and their mother explained it was their first communio...n, and asked if I would attend a “pati” that evening. I love to experience the real day-to-day life of where ever I travel, so I readily accepted. Their house was only a short walk from my hotel; so that evening, after dark, I walked down. It was a dark path, the jungle growth shielding the narrow dirt road and without starlight, I was guided. Heather was running her hands up and down my back, scr****g her nails on me. I kissed and licked my way downward to suckle and bite her nipples. I would take one nipple into my mouth, sucking it hard as my fingers would be pulling on the other. Heather said, “Bite them, hard”. So I started biting harder, her moans echoing in my ears.After paying homage to her sweet breasts, I began to kiss my way downward towards her pieced navel, sliding my tongue around and around the little silver ring she. The thought of allthat playing with someone else's cock made me shudder, but to each theirown I suppose.Amazingly, I'm still friends with most of the women I've slept with, too.That's because while I might love pussy, I also like women as people.That's a rarer combination than you might expect, and women appreciateit. As many women as I've had however, there's one first meeting I'llnever forget. We were introduced by my supervisor, Melanie, who was oneof my first conquests after I moved. Malcolm gave them a frozen smile and waved. He didn’t say anything. What was there to say? ‘It’s wonderful to meet you, Malcolm,’ Devon said, grinding against Callie’s ass. ‘Would you like to join us?’ Nina saved Malcolm from further embarrassment by cutting in smoothly with, ‘I’m afraid he can’t. I’ve been commanded to escort him to the Goddess’ chambers, and, well…’ ‘True pleasure is service to the Goddess,’ all three chorused at once. Callie’s voice was a little shaky, but she joined in.