They stole from anybody, even other members in the family. Andrew was fed up with it. What he wanted was some fun and maybe a little release. I was ha...py to give him just that. I started by texting him sending him pictures of myself and of my sweet little pussy. It really turned him on. He wanted me to call him so he could hear my voice. Talking dirty over the phone just made him want me even more. He listened as I rubbed my little clit with my finger. When I began to moan out loud, he couldn’t. It was better that the Apache thought she belonged to him."I am 'Speaks Three Times," the Apache introduced himself. Zach told his name. "It is good that your woman is brave and protects her man." Yours is an interesting name." Zach knew that all Apache, and most other Indian names, had some meaning other than just a name like Bob or Bill."The name was given to me because I speak three tongues. I am mostly called 'Speaks' except at tribal consul." He pointed at Zach. "I speak the white eyes. I admit that I have fantasized about this moment, about claiming my son’s virginity.But that was all it was- a fantasy.Up until now, I was simply teaching my son how to become a man, not to enjoy his body.My hand drifted between my legs and I felt the sopping wet heat of my cunt soaking my fingers. Despite the water washing over me, I felt how much I needed it.I shouldn’t as a mother. As a woman, I found it almost impossible to resist.I changed into casual clothes. I considered putting on. I could see she was still breathing heavy, and her head hung slightly in contemplation. “No names, right?” she said to the floor in a low, breathy tone. She stood, gathered her clothes and disappeared into the bathroom. When she reemerged several minutes later, she was dressed and awkwardly smiling.I propped myself on one elbow to look at her and our eyes once again connected. I hoped the deep look in hers meant she was feeling the same flutter in her tummy that I was. “Julie.” I took a chance..
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