"I found this, too," Jason said, clicking on a video link. As soon as the movie started playing I remembered what I'd said on it, and I slumped into ... chair next to the PC, unable to tear my gaze from the unfolding disaster on screen."You'd love to fuck him, wouldn't you, slut?" Tom's voice said to me."Yes! And you'd love to watch me doing it, too, wouldn't you, you bastard," I'd said."That would make our son a motherfucker, you know," Tom said."Yes, it would," I said, rubbing my pussy on. "That is the oldest legend of the Cheyenne people. We have waited for hundreds of years for the arrival of the Spirit Walker. In times of trouble we took heart; even though he had not come we knew that he would. So we knew that the Cheyenne people would continue on. I never expected to see the Spirit Walker in my life time, and I am proud that you have decided to show yourself when I was still alive."Fighting Hawk frowned again. "Why do you think that I am the Spirit Walker that the legends. "My dear wolfish hulk,Your mind is sick well with loveFor how much do you humpAs I do cause you pain."Ah, and do I do let him goHe does love me so.For it isn't lust that makesSo gentle an ogre or bearInto so affectionate a slave.Hm, that is a great sound,My slave, my husky slave.He knows not how well it is When his tongue heavily petsMy neck and shoulder and Edge of my breasts.How well does he tease though in fear not confidenceHis tongue lapping like a pupAll about my neckTo the border of my. When I could no longer control myself, I got down from the table, my bikini bottom halfway down my thighs, my cock oozing jizz. I picked up the drink and finished it off as I ran my finger over the tip of my cock and smeared the cum around all over the head. Then I licked my fingers. “Mmm,” I moaned. I pushed the coffee table back so I would have room to kneel between Tom’s legs. I then leaned over him and kissed him deeply and sloppily. My tongue went deep into his mouth and danced with his.