She pushed her face tight against me while my rock hard cock straightened out her throat.Sue reached a hand in between my legs and started to massage ...he base of my cock with her thumb, just behind my balls. I felt her start to slip a finger in my back door as she kept on sucking me in long, wet, warm strokes, all the way to the back of her throat. She pushed her finger in a little further and started to go in and out, while still massaging with her thumb, all in time with her sucking.I held. I dunno 'ow much longer I can talk 'er out of it, though."This time my look of concern was unfeigned. I was with Betty one hundred per cent on this one. I hate piercings."'Er weight, too," she went on. "I try ter watch what she eats but she just piles it in when I'm not lookin'. And the stuff she wears, she looks like a tart. An' she's active," she went on. "You know, wiv boys. Or it might be men, I don't know. She don't tell me nuffink. But I found the pills."Again, I tried to look shocked at. I mean I know he's not good for me, but he's good to me and makes me feel like nothing I've ever felt before. In his arms I feel safe and free from all that comes with him. It's like when he touches me I become a slave to his passion, he's my master. I get weak as his lips touch my skin. He knows I like when he kisses my neck from the back. It's like all the anger I may have had just flown out the door and I'm begging for more. I'm begging to fall deep within his abyss of passion and drown in. That was the first time he had kissed her. She smiled bigger than the majestic mountains as she touched her cheek where he had just laid his lips. She shyly ran back to her teepee and brushed back the deer hide that covered the entry. Once inside she went back to her sewing of the leather, her gift to her man. With a smile upon her face as she glanced over to the gown she would wear in the new sun, when she would be joined in life with her love, Gray Hawk. Her fingers and hands wove binds on.