Her escort shoved her towards the circle of Cheyenne warriors.She joined the circle and found herself sitting next to the chief that had taken her. He...gave her the pipe, and with hand signals was instructing her to participate. She hesitantly took a puff, causing her to cough uncontrollably, this being her first experience in smoking.The Warriors just laughed at her inaptitude and encouraged her to try again. She did so. This time she didn't find it as unpleasant, and took another puff.This. You know I have very strong feelings for you. I can't get you out of my mind. “For some time, I've wanted to ask a favor of you. “I want you to masturbate for me. I want you to think about me and masturbate. I've been fantasizing about you for months, masturbating, even have had wet dreams about you. I want you to cum thinking about me. “I know this is asking a lot. I don't know how you feel about it, but I doubt your husband would want you to. But I want...I need you to do this. . You've got to strokeyourself slower. Mommy's not going to let you make a little proteinmess before your due date." Cindy smiled at the camera. "Why don'twe try again, huh?"Lane put his head up as Cindy stepped back, and he snuffled a bit.The camera focused on his red eyes and trembling lower lip. "I'll try to (sob) touch myself slower, Miss Cindy. It's just that you--aroused me so much."The camera focused on Cindy, who laughed charmingly. "Well, let'stry again. Play with your dingus, and I'll. I’ve seen dogs diggin’ in the trash that looked better’n you my boy.’ I looked up slowly at the man, my eyes heavy, the sleep of the peaceful had eluded me for six months now, my eyes had shown the signs of it after two days, now, they looked as blackish purple as a plums skin. I raised one corner of my mouth in a half smile, something I hadn’t done in a long time either. Something about being compared to a trash foraging dog just did it for me. ‘I haven’t been good in a long time, I really.