They flew above the Ghost Dancers in a desperate search, from the sky they scanned the horizons searching for their children. Just yesterday Mo’ki d...nced and flew, visiting her daughter, who died after birth, and her son who died when he was four. She played with them for hours. After her flight yesterday, she told her husband of seeing their children, of how she played with them for hours. With tears flowing down his face Grant Left-Hand wept, ‘I want to see my little boy one more time.’ ‘You. You’d think they’d have learned something. Worst of all they don’t know what to do” “Can’t you guide them, tell them what you want?” “You can, but its sooo uninspiring to do so and it takes me out of the moment” “The truth is, I wanted to be here and have you bend me over and fuck me hard any way you want. I want to feel used, feel your power and just lie back and be your fucking slut.” I’m her Daddy, I’m her father and I’m responsible for her. But I also know what I’ve created, a young women. She looked at me with her cheeky smile, "I want you inside me" she said, and I didn't need to be told twice. I got down behind her and guided my cock between her pussy lips.It was absolutely huge and ready to burst, every vein bulging to capacity as they pumped the blood to its big pulsating headI slid it in and could her pussy stretching around it as I went in inch by inch.She let out a loud moan of pleasure and reached down for the strangers cock.She was stroking it vigorously by the time I. Smiling to her, I said: ‘Finally I can put a face to the beautiful voice I have been listening to for the past few days’. Certainly she is beautiful, her sweet voice that changes depending on her mood made me notice HER, from all the persons I talk to daily, just HER: one afternoon her voice had changed in such a rough way that from then on, whenever she answered, I asked ‘who’s this?’ and she kept saying ‘not again… are you doing it on purpose?’ always concluding with a laugh, and so did I..