Tombu put his fingers in the Englishwoman's thick hair and pulled her deeper on his shaft. With his free hand he reached down and started to paddle his fingers in her cum filled pussy. Lara mewled softly around his swollen phallus as he fingered her. When he pushed her mouth away from his fully engorged cock and lay down on his back with his hard-on sticking straight up.
Straddling his waist, Lara lifted her heart shaped ass up and reached back between her thighs to grasp his cocoa colored shaft. She slipped the head between her pouting pussy lips and slowly sat down on it, her mouth opening in an O of feeling as he impaled her tight cunt. She put her hands on his bony shoulders and started to pump herself up and down on his erection, her back arched so that her heavy breasts jutted out in front of her.
"That feels so delicious..." she cooed, rocking slowly up and down.
Tombu reached up to cup her full globes, squeezing them in his calloused hands until she groaned out loud. Her firm buttocks brushed his thighs as she worked his cock in and out of her tightly clasping pussy.
"God, your cock is hard..." Lara said. She looked back between her legs at where his stiff shaft was sliding in and out of her dark haired cunt. She pumped herself up and down on the tracker's hard-on, groaning as she felt yet another orgasm start to build deep inside her. "Oh...oh...oh!" she panted. Her taunt ass slapping against his bony hips as she slammed herself down onto him. "Yes!" she cried out as she climaxed, her body going rigid and then collapsing on top of the sweat covered chest of Tombu. She lay there, breathing hard as she felt the man's cock still pulsing inside of her. She lifted her head and looked at him. "You are amazing, Tombu...how do you last so long?"
The tracker held her hips and started to move her atop his throbbing hard-on, his eyes closed and a big smile on his face. He could feel the juices from the English lady's lush pussy covering his cock and dripping down onto his aching balls.
"More? You're going to wear me out..." Lara whispered. "Even the pygmies didn't make me cum as much and there were three of them." The man's hands moved her from side to side and she moaned at the delicious feeling that his rigid pole was bringing to her warm cunt. She started to slowly rock back and forth on his swollen phallus. Rivulets of sweat ran down her glistening torso as she undulated herself on the stiff cock that impaled her dark haired slit. Those heavy breasts jutted out, the nipples swollen from Tombu's mouth, teeth and tongue. She groaned out loud, closing her eyes and just losing herself in yet another slowly building orgasm.
Perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad thing if it took her weeks to make it back to Nairobi, Lara thought to herself. It wasn't like she was under any time restraints. She felt Tombu go rigid beneath her and then her pussy was once again inundated by his hot white semen. The sensation pushed her over the edge and she came again with a snort, her hips jerking spastically. She rolled off the sweaty African and threw herself into the pool of water, letting its coolness wash over her. Surfacing she tossed her long hair back from her face and shook the water droplets from her head.
"I say, Lady Croft. I don't think I've ever seen you look so done in." Major Reginald Holcombe --Smythe said, stroking one of his long mustaches. "It must have been a frightful trek back through that jungle. I dare say it's one that even someone with as many adventures as your self will never forget." He found his eyes inexorably drawn to the top of her blouse and the cleavage that the aristocratic explorer was showing off. The Major had heard the story of how Lara Croft had walked naked as a jay bird out of the jungle and into a remote township. The thought of how she must have looked made the older Brit's cock jerk in his trousers.
The two of them sat at a shaded table on the porch of The Empire Club in Nairobi, a large palm frond fan slowly rotating above as a white coated waiter served them their drinks. The Major in a hounds tooth jacket buttoned snuggly over his large belly...Lady Croft wearing a sleeveless white blouse, jodhpurs and knee high black leather boots.
Lara Croft thought fondly of Tombu the tracker and let a small smile come to her lush mouth. "You don't know the half of it, Major." She took a long sip of her Boodles gin and tonic. "It truly was something to remember." Her pussy tingled as she thought of the skinny African in his thin loin cloth. "Perhaps I'll tell the tale some day."
