Va Lung Tung 2021

We collapsed in a heap, and as we recovered, the boys recovered quickly, and they switched, and we fucked again, all three of us coming hard. There on my labia was a crude drawing of a Kabye warrior with his cock hanging below his knee; on his head was the ceremonial ram’s skull I had worn. “You have to take your underwear off,” He said

“Seriously,” I asked. Their cocks sank deeper and deeper inside my holes, and I wanted to fuck. “Who fucked you, Becca?” He asked. My head was spinning; where were Zafra and Enzi? Iggy looked at my pussy, pushing my labia to one side and then the other. I followed them through the bush for almost an hour; they finally stopped and let me catch up.