Then her hand came between us, to find my hardening member. She caressed it, now squeezing, then stroking along its length. She teased at the tip, circling her fingers. My hand was pulled from her waist as she raised a knee, to push me between her legs. She was not circumcised as are many African girls, her lips were full but soft to my fingers. (Author’s not; The Wodaabe are one of only a few tribes in Africa, that do not practice any form of circumcision.) For a while I admired their feel, before entering her with a finger, I felt the warmth and a little wetness. She jerked towards my hand, as I found her clit, it came to life under my touch, I rubbed and caressed, and she gripped me tighter. Her mouth left mine and moved to my chest, her tongue and lips roamed over me. She kissed my college nipples, gently bit with her teeth. Then continuing on down, she paused to feel my hard chorded stomach muscles. The hand holding my manhood lifted it to her lips, her tongue came out and tasted me. Then her lips opened wide, allowing her mouth to descend, engulfing me. Her head rolled, moving me around inside her mouth Now, I could feel the Brunette wetness between her legs, her hips grinding into my hand as I teased. Suddenly she rose above me, changed her body position to straddle my hips with her thighs, then to lift herself, as she rubbed my tip along her slit, searching for, and then finding her entrance. She slowly lowered her body to take me inside, down she went as I was absorbed deeper and deeper. I felt her muscles clenching on me, then she leaned her upper body down to my chest, she spoke to me, just before her lips met mine. Her hips began to rise along my length, then down again, the motion slowly becoming faster, her fingers dug deep and hard into my shoulders as her ardour mounted. She spoke again as her body began to tense, this time I could guess at what she was telling me, I allowed the feelings surging inside of me a free reign, my cock responded. She sat back, now upright, her fingers clawing at my chest, as she bounced herself furiously. It was my time, I let loose inside her, I saw her glance at me, she had felt me cumming, then she went rigid, only her hips flexing, driving her orgasm, as she also climaxed. I was spent, completely drained, when she fell european forward, her head nestled to my neck, her hands holding my arms. Still, she gently rocked her pussy on my cock, a soft caress. Desperately, I wanted to hold her tight to me, but her damaged back prevented me, instead I kissed her forehead. She looked up and smiled. (Author’s note; The Wodaabe have completely different views on sex to that of the western world, free sexual activity from puberty until marriage is normal, provided it is never expressed in public view. 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