I started feeling funny as he unbuttoned my shirt. Pulling it off he said, let's sit by the television. I don't know why, but I followed him. He sat i... the chair and pulled me in front of him. Looking up he asked, did you have fun yesterday. Nodding my head I squeaked out yes. Putting his hands on my chest he said, that's good. He rubbed my chest then moving down he slid his hands to my sides. Reaching my waist he said, are you nervous. Yes I said quickly. Smiling he said, it's OK. We're. We started by making out. My girlfriend always told me she loved kissing me, because she knew the tongue would soon be making her cum. I kissed her neck, shoulders and arms and moved down to her titties. I spent a few minutes on each nipple, tongue swirling and flicking, until they were hard like pencil erasers and my girlfriend was moaning with her eyes closed. I kissed her belly button ring, then both thighs, before I allowed myself to look at her pussy. Tonight, she had shaved a two-inch. He sat and watched as his people celebrated the return of their chief.As the dancing speeded up into a frenzied tempo, Gray Eagle stood and looked around the fire. Everyone became quiet, expectant of his words. He didn't disappoint them, "My people, your joy gladdens my heart, and honors me. But today is a day of even more joy. For I have come before you to tell you that I have decided to take Tom as my son. He is now to be called Fighting Hawk. He has learned the ways of the Cheyenne, and will. Bernie is a petite,blonde woman,with a nice thick thatch of hair on her pussy-shaved to a heart shape one week ,bald and powdered another.This week she was waxed,as was I,in anticipation of our adventure with Carol.Looks strange having a hairless cock and sack,but this was made up for as Carol bent forward and shared Bernies tongue as they licked and sucked my cock. Bernie came,violently,and as Carol gently withdrew her hand Bernie let a flood of juice flow down into my now waiting mouth...I.