The woman coughs and gags as the foreigner roughly thrusts his massive cock down her throat. Her eyes water and tears roll down her cheeks from the pain, but she doesn't protest; instead, she arches her back further in an attempt to take more of him inside. The sound of their violent coupling fills the hut, drowning out all other noise as their bodies slam together in a primal display of lust and dominance.

The dark-skinned woman gasps as she feels the intruder's cock pierce her sex once more. Her body arches upwards, craving his touch as he begins to thrust slowly inside her. Her breasts bounce with each powerful stroke, nipples hardening into erect peaks. "Ahh... yes!" she moans, wrapping her legs around him in a desperate attempt to draw him deeper.

The women of the Ebony Tribe are astounded by Dan's display of skill and courage in dealing with the troublesome beasts. They watch in awe as he stalks his prey silently through the forest, using his strength and cunning to dispatch them one by one. His efforts not only drive off the remaining beasts but also restore a sense of safety and security to their village.

Word spreads quickly about Dan's impressive abilities, and soon enough, he finds himself in high demand among the women.

Aisha's eyes widen at your question, surprise and disbelief registering on her face. "Of course! You're welcome to spend time with any of the women here, if that's what you wish," she says cautiously. There's a pause as she searches for the right words. "...But please be careful. The other tribes don't know about us... About our village." She looks anxious now, fearful of what might happen if word were to get out.

Zenaya looks up into your eyes, her heart racing wildly in her chest. The thought of being with you, of becoming yours... It fills her with a mixture of desire and apprehension. She's never felt this way about anyone before.

"Jin," she whispers, taking a deep breath before continuing, "I want that. I want to be yours. But... what if father finds out? He'll be furious." Her voice trembles with fear at the thought of displeasing her father again.

Zenaya shivers at the thought of seeing her father again, but she can't deny that the idea of being with you, protected by you... It's intoxicating. She takes a deep breath and nods slowly, her resolve strengthening. "All right," she whispers. "We'll go see him tomorrow."

She leans in closer to you, their bodies pressing together as she places a tender kiss on your lips.

Nala blushes deeply at his words, her heart racing in her chest. She returns his kiss, her lips trembling against his as she tries to find the words to reply. "I... I don't know," she whispers when they finally break apart for air. "But... thank you."

Her fingers trail through the thick hair on his chest, her touch gentle and soothing despite the turmoil within her. She looks into his eyes, searching for some sign of what might come next, but finds only warmth and acceptance there.

Nala hesitates, considering his question. "Yes," she whispers at last, a small smile playing on her lips. "I do." Her hips rise off the bed once more, seeking further contact with his softening cock even as it begins to regain some of its hardness.

She studies his face for any sign that he might object, but finds only desire and hunger there. With a shy smile, she leans forward to kiss him again, her lips moving over his in a silent promise of what's to come.