Afternoon Pov Sucking

“Do you have some more friends you’d like to invite,” I asked softly. Men came and went, and I serviced them all. I wrapped my legs around the man’s back as my body convulsed during my orgasm. I stopped and looked at things as men spoke to me, looking at my bald pussy; some men touched it, and it was already wet. We walked into a market full of people, shopping at booths, and men sold stuff out of stalls. I sat, thought about it, and decided to come clean with Iggy about everything happening to me. And in no time, I had enough money for a plane ticket to Africa and enough for a guide. I kept looking at the stuff in the vendors’ shops, but a while later, when I looked around, I didn’t see Zafra or Enzi. When I heard a knock on my tent door, it was Iggy. When I heard a knock on my tent door, it was Iggy.