Description
In Ouagadougou in Burkina Faso, Africa, as their husbands are playing a chess party at the outdoor patio, their nympho wives with bodies built to please, get busy entertaining some native teenagers in the bedrooms. Despite being thirty-six, Anne Clanet looked much younger. Slightly shorter than Cecile, she had long brown hair with blonde highlights, beautiful hazel eyes, and pouty lips. Her slim hips, dancer’s legs, and wonderfully shaped ass were accentuated by her figure-hugging outfit. Although she couldn’t rival Cecile’s bust size, her full 34DD breasts strained against her bulky blouse as she took a sip of her drink. Konate knew Anne Clanet was on the MILF list his native teammates made when he wasn’t around, admiring how she maintained her youthful physique. Konate was so involved in staring at Cecile, his arousal was growing as the native boy fantasized about stripping her naked to get a look at those giant white tits, that he was startled by Josphine who had appeared next to his chair. “Hey, sexy boy” she whispered in a low tone, smiling when she saw the surprised look on his dark face. She glanced out towards the deck where the object of the African stud attention was so clearly apparent and Konate thought he noticed her taking a quick peek at his significant bulging crotch. Her gorgeous green eyes twinkled with amusement at the stupid look on his ebony face as Konate desperately tried to regain his composure. Josephine Lepicard had long, dirty blonde hair that fell past her shoulders, her trim body looking fantastic in a white sleeveless V-neck blouse over top of a pair of tight cropped jeans with a rolled cuff that rode low on her hips. Her voluminous 36DD rack was insanely pushing against the expensive fabric, aggravating Konate’s lust. Her toenails had been recently done in a deep red shade, and they peeped out the front of her strappy sandals. Konate knew that Josephine Lepicard spent a ton of cash at the local salon and spa, her hair, make-up, and jewelry making her look like she was perpetually ready for a photo shoot. The young African stud noticed for the first time that Yacouba and Mamoudou had discreetly left at some point, leaving him alone with Josephine Lepicard. “Konate, if I could pull you away from your thoughts for a moment. I’ve got something upstairs you might like to see.’ She offered seductively; it was clear that the stunning wife was teasing him.
