It was the way of their tribe that when two squaws desired the same man, only a battle of the most intimate nature could settle their rivalry. The thi...g was, both girls had been close friends growing up and now they were ready to engage each other in a bitter sex battle over Running Elk. The girls hot young bodies were flowing with hormones that had replaced their earlier friendship with anger and jealously for one another.As they reached the clearing, riya senwent to one side while celina. Over the next few weeks, it was something I found myself wanting and fantasising about more and more. When I was alone with my (big) toys and fucking my cock-hungry ass I got so horny imagining his amazing huge cock and him fucking me and using me like the sissy faggot whore I am. And OMG, how I wanted to hear him call me that. I'd get so hard thinking about all the dirty names I wanted him to call me. I'd never felt such a desire to be treated like a submissive sissy slut.What made it all so. The violet wand gets her tensing and lifting upward and wiggling so she get lowered back to the floor, arms spread she is raised again and tosses and squeals as I increase the wand to nearly a six. Running the wand up and down her several time I stop allowing her to catch her breath as I loosen the overhead rope, taking her collar I walk her to a table removing the ankle bar so she can kneel on the pads facing me her arms secured again to a rope and lifted to take up slack. Facing her seated. With the pink highlights.“For a poofter he’s got bigguns,” Jocelyn giggled.“Well you shouldn’t have done that,” chuntered an out of place, but soon to be prim Nigerian mother-in-law, adjusting her skirt which where it was up her thighs was getting lewd glances from a young white couple at the bar. “Where is Natalie anyway?”“Fucking up the club, you know that Gwen. And this place don’t like breast feeding in public,” said Kath, now on her fourth shot.Gwen pondered that teenager Natalie could.