Chapter 7

Much to my enthusiasm and desire, Kagiso fucked me so thoroughly that morning I couldn't walk straight when I got up for a glass of water. My stomach had been filled with load after load from all the blow-jobs I gave him, and by the time we took a break for lunch later that afternoon, I could still feel his seed sloshing around inside my belly.

Lunch was held outdoors on a stunning wood-and-stone overlook that stretched to the edge of the forest. Autumn had settled in fully, and the trees across the valley had dropped most of their leaves, covering the ground in spectacular shades of orange and gold.

Instead of regular tables, the area was dotted with long wooden slabs and thick logs for seats. A giant smoker stood at the centre, sending up rich clouds of smoke from roasted meat, while a live trio played downtempo tunes that matched the view perfectly. Of course, there was sex happening too, right out in the open. Cocks were in mouths, cunts were being filled, and nearly every second face seemed to glisten with fluids. Apparently, this was just a normal afternoon at the Lodge.

As we looked for a place to sit, a familiar voice called out. "Lerato! Kagiso! Over here, darlings!"

It was Sindisiwe. She and Khaya were seated at a table near the boardwalk, with a few empty spaces beside them.

"Don't hover like strangers! These ribs are too good to miss!"

We made our way over and settled onto the log across from them. A waiter appeared almost instantly to take our order, then slipped away again, while Sindisiwe was already pouring us each a light glass of wine.