Rick, stimulated by Watsumi's ministrations to his little tool, came harder than he ever had before. Coordinating with the others, doggystyle Marshu gave one last twist and tug to Rick's nipples, nearly ripping them from the white man's chest. After what seemed an interminable delay, Haranga slowly withdrew his slightly softened monster from it's temporary host, and Rick, his eyes leaking tears and on the brink of being asphyxiated, sucked in a huge gulp of air and shuddered in the final throes of his orgasm. Rick followed the cock with his mouth as it withdrew, his body rebelling at the loss of the huge black organ which had taught him an important lesson about his sexuality. Finally, Haranga, laughing, pushed his questing mouth away. The three native men quickly left the scene, walking back to the lunch area and chatting among themselves. Eric, still beside his employer, helped the stricken young white man first sit, then stand, shakily, before beginning to dress. "Quite the hot time there, eh?" Eric noted. You did a good job with Haranga. I think he likes you, and I believe he'll keep his people here for the rest of your stay. Now, let's go get some pictures and Brunette then head back to camp and your pretty young white wife." Rick walked shakily back to the Land Rover to resume the photo adventure. Eric, meanwhile, had already had a bit of a photo adventure, having filmed Haranga having his way with Rick's body. Hardcore It wasn't exactly what he needed, but that would come. Eric smiled at the thought. The afternoon, though shortened by the lunch break recreation, was productive. Rick got some excellent photos of a pair of lionesses and a cub stalking, and ultimately downing a young buffalo calf. He was very fortunate to be able to capture the encounter, including the calf's mother trying desperately to drive off the pair of fierce females. There were a few other interesting photo ops, but nothing else outstanding. The five men rode back to camp in the Land Rover, sitting quietly as the vehicle bounced across the African plain, Rick was exhausted, and confused by his encounter with, and submission to, Haranga. strangely, he thought, the episode, while uncomfortable when taking place, was wildly exciting in retrospect. Rick fell asleep, images of wildlife intermingled with memories of Haranga's demanding cock, as he drifted off. Day two of the safari was a washout. A huge electrical storm rolled over the group's camp just after sunup, accompanied by a downpour that settled into a steady, all-day drizzle. Eric's decision to wait out the rain in their tents was welcomed by all hands. Donna and Rick spent the morning with Eric, immersed in stories and photos of the area's flora Big Boobs and fauna, learning more about the plants and animals Rick would pursue and photograph, and Donna would capture on canvas. 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