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Friday, March 31, 2023

[SS-1211] Sleazy Anthropologist


[SLEAZY ANTHROPOLOGIST]

The anthropologist convinced the son of the tribe leader of the rare mountains to join him to the city. He promised the tribe person a huge sum of money. He also showed pictures of modern women. The son got excited to see very pretty girls who looked different from his tribe.

When they arrived in the city, the anthropologist brought him home. But the son did not feel comfortable wearing clothes or sleeping on a mattress.

One night, the anthropologist woke up when he heard movements in his garden. He decided to check it out and found that the son was naked except for his loin cloth covering his privates. He made fire.

He looked comfortable. He was really unwilling to unlearn his tribal ways.

He cleaned his teeth using some wood.


The anthropologist just observed while hiding and taking pictures for his study.

After brushing his teeth, the son collected leaves and then used it as blanket while he slept on the ground.


The anthropologist walked to the son and watched him while he dozed.

The real reason why the anthropologist beckoned him was that he found the tribal son hot. The son had bodybuilder-like muscle which he got from hunting.

He could not stop himself. The anthropologist whipped out his dick and started jacking off. And then he came on top of the muscled body who remained asleep.

The anthropologist smirked. "I'll make you mine. Soon."

He walked back to the house and excitedly and devilishly looked at the sex and recreational drugs he bought. The sleazy anthropologist will make this tribal son his.



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