Under the African Sky
A Sexual Fantasy
It’s been a long day of game viewing and we return to the train parked over the bridge. The sliding door is open and the sounds of hippos and lions in the distance creates a heady atmosphere.
The outdoor shower is steaming and we climb in together to wash the brown dust from our bodies.
As we sponge each other the level of arousal as hands brush nipples is evident.
Tongues start to dart into mouths and hands fondle delicately. It takes no time at all before we make sounds in the night that the animals have not heard.
Can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow