With anyone. Not yet.The moment she'd tried to express that, though, Lonna had shut down.The feeling of rejection had been clearly written in her eyes... The painand hurt on her features had caused Melissa to stutter and stammer asshe tried to explain, and though Lonna had claimed everything was finewhen they parted, Melissa knew that wasn't really the case.It didn't change things. Everything Melissa had said was true. Shereally wasn't ready for a relationship. She really was interested ingetting. ‘I tried, Jack. But no one particularly cared outside of the Cherokee Nation. The US Government certainly did not. Their official policy was still ‘Kill the Indian, Save the Man.’ They thought putting you in a white home was the best thing that could happen to you.’ He sighed. ‘And perhaps, in your case, they were right. Your mother did not live long, Jack. She was troubled in her souls and did not wish to suffer any more. Her only concern was that you would survive.’ ‘My father?’ Vholes. My orgasm was so intense that I need to take a moment to get my bearings. As I tuck my deflated cock, completely cleaned by Maria’s expert cock sucking, back into my pants, I lift her up by the leash until she’s standing in front of me. Her legs are also a little shaky as she balances herself on her high heels after being ripped by two orgasms. Her face is still covered with the remnants of my orgasm. The thick, milky white fluid that splattered on her cheek is now clinging to her skin. . It felt so good when its heat touched my body. I loved to feel of the water when it first started to run down my body. I loved to watch as its wetness covered my breasts and dripped off my nipples. The rest ran between my breasts down to my mound, tickling as it touched. Then I spread my legs to allow the warmth to go between my legs and to run down the inside of my thighs to the floor below. I cupped my breasts and presented them to the shower as an offering to what was to come. Squeezing them.