I move like he tells me, the blindfold still in place. As Mark’s weight shifts over me I try to conjure a memory of my mysterious man that has inspi...ed this night but Mark has successfully removed him from my mind. I feel Mark’s thickness behind my ass and it is his fingers seeking the wet warm skin where he wants to be. He slides into me, slowly but completely and we both sigh as the breeze removes the last of the moon’s cloudy cover. His hands grab my hips and pull my into him then he moves. "Rachelle rolled her eyes."Like the rest of the family, and all sensible people, she worships the ground I tread upon," she said in a snooty voice, her nose in the air. "She adapted her appearance to approximate mine only after Sean and I started to date." A likely story," Mary said, choosing to support Adam in this instance because he didn't usually poke fun at Rachelle."It's true," Rachelle protested in her normal voice. "She was a bleached blonde with a pierced nose when Sean and I started. Quite simply, I couldnt stop myself from laughing. This was the ultimate pleasure. Surely it couldnt get better than this. While I was still panting, Mike began to move slowly up my body, kissing every inch of skin, paying special attention to my chest, which I loved and as he approached my face, I felt something special press against my mound. His revitalised dick was rocking on my denuded area and our eyes locked. Not a word was said, I merely nodded once. Mike slid slowly down and I felt the. It was back to normal for awhile. Sondi was not a pleasant patient but she continued to get better. Every three days I went out or sent one of the others out on a scout. We mostly scouted our normal hunting area usually along the wash to the South and West. After 5 months of training of the kits I felt it was getting close to time to go after the lomen. Now that Sondi was well it was time for a real scout. I took Bruno and Sondi and Drago and started across the River following the lomen's.