Having a nameless slave for a mother might hold you back in other tribes, but the Mudheel tribe believes strongly in letting every individual succeed ...r fail based solely on their own merits, which is what brings you here today.The village leader, a large, hairless man wearing a feathered cape and using a forged iron spear like a walking stick, had finally arrived and was standing before you and your fellow youth. “Mudheel young,” His voice booms out across the village, and the ambient. . They were sweet. Mmmmmmmmmi was eating them like a mango. Wao …. While doing this all my hand has reached 2 her wet pussy and I was teasing it with my fingers. Ahh.. It was wet with her juice. She suddenly stood up and moved away. I was confused. She went 2 the freezer and from there she took a bowl of ice cream and came back. She took off my clothes one by one and when she took my underwear off I was on fire. Oh…She put ice cream on my 9″ dick with a spoon and start licking it. Aaaaaah. Oh, God, my lips are caressing his crown! He tastes so good. I've got to suck him!"Her erotic descriptions and superb sound effects that followed inflamed my mind, creating an imaginary reality as real as real reality if not more so. I could see Mrs. Holmes as she described herself, and, moreover, feel her mouth on my needy cock. My hands held fast to the arms of my chair as I watched her lips slide up and down my cock, leaving a trail of hot red lipstick. I heard Mrs. Holmes slurp and moan and. I told dad that I sort of knew how he felt and that Father Tom had been my first since I started going to that Catholic High School. Dad smiled at me.Then I said, “Dad I could take care of you like mom did! I wouldn’t mind! Really!”Dad said, “Angel that thought crossed my mind too! In fact I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind. Would you like to try it for a couple of days to see if you like it?"I replied, “There is nothing to try Daddy! I already like sex, I’m no virgin, and Father.