Into the kitchen i walked and opened a bottle of red wine because i know thats what he liked.we sat in the back garden and chatted for a while enjoyin... the sun shine on our skin. My eyes looking over his body from behind my sun glasses the khaki coloured shorts ending and showing of his mucular thighs then down to his heavy concrete covered boots lifting my eyes higher taking in his slim waist to his toned shoulders covered by a cut off t shirt showing his tattooed fore arms oh what would it. His soulname was his closelyguarded secret, not to be disclosed outside of his own family.The trader smiled, a flash of surprisingly even white teeth in a tanned face, but answered with equally courteous formality. "My people call me Nurm. My band of traders has never come into this part of the land before. Tell your Elders that we have brought many goods to trade. If this journey goes well, we hope to return again and again." We shall hope that the Elders will be interested in your words.". "I could give you a quickie" she offered kindly, seeing the disappointment on my face.Knowing I have never once turned down an offer like that, she dropped to her knees in the living room, right in front of me, and with her practiced hands had my pants around my ankles in two seconds flat, and my limp member felt the rays of the early morning sun, beaming in through the picture window. She squeezed my cock a few times and quickly popped it into her warm mouth.“Aaaaah.”I stood there, gazing out. "Your women were interfered with as children. That wasn't a question it was a statement. You are objecting to rearing your children the same way. I know these things, because they had a drag it out, down and dirty argument out the front of the house before knocking and they were all very upset. I know where you are coming from and I have to sympathise as you've been put in a position of being between a rock and a hard place." Talk to your daughters, as the only options they've been given are.