I rise up on my knees, naked except for the beads he gave me. He removes his koteka as he kneels in front of me. His untamed essence shatters my senses. My clit is on fire, pussy dripping, and he hasn't even touched me yet. I can't help but stare - his beautiful black cock is so big. Somehow, I knew it would be. Kioko grazes the sides of my face with the back of his hands in the most intimate way. I am afraid of making a...

He holds my face firmly within his hands and says something to me that I cannot understand. But, I do understand the look of worry marking his striking face. This man wants to be my protector. Others before him didn't care enough and I momentarily ache, before brushing those memories back to the dark corners of my mind. God how I wish I could express in his language how cherished he has made me feel. I will have to find o...

As I walk through my front door, I feel like a foreigner in my own home. Looking around, I just don't feel like I belong here without him. It was our home or more his I guess. He made all the decisions. Unaware at the time, I lost myself in our relationship. Everything I did was for him. And look at how he repaid me. I plop down on the couch and realize I never really liked this couch. Putting my head in my hands, I cry....

I awaken alone in my tent, realizing I must have dozed off lying beside Josh. Shaking off the grogginess from my nap, I see something draped across my open hand. Oh my goodness, it is a beaded headpiece! Kioko strikes again. That man is a stealthy one. I am a pretty light sleeper, but somehow he manages to sneak in and out of my tent without stirring me.  Sitting up, I examine the eye-catching headpiece. It is tightly wov...