With welfare, marriage was never even considered. Now with Mary, his world was turning upside down. He wanted to worship her. Dimly he recalled readin... about tribes in Africa headed by women. In the tribe, the men served the queen and Mary seemed like such a queen.He continued to lick her cunt and found it was exquisite. It was so clean and sweet-smelling, and her juices tasted so good. She came again and again and again. Finally, as she approached an even higher peak of sexual excitement, he. ‘Oh, that’s good, babe.’ John ran his tongue along the edges of her vaginal hole. He could feel her tremble with need as he did and more of her juices leaked out for him to taste. She nearly bit the few inches of thick cock she had in her mouth when he pushed his tongue deeply into her cunt. ‘Mmmm,’ Em moaned around his cock as more juices flooded her pussy. ‘You like that?’ John baited. ‘How about this,’ and he pushed a finger into her to the first knuckle. ‘Ungh …,’ Em growled and tried to. There was rejoicing all around at news of the baby, except for Angry Bear. He just snorted and went off by himself. Once again, Marie was given very little to eat.In the wee hours of that night, Marie blinked wide awake and sat up with a sense of blind fear. She quickly checked the baby and found him dead. All Marie's grief returned ten fold and nearly overwhelmed her. Her quiet sobbing awakened Red Feather. Upon finding the cause, he just shrugged and said, "Wakan Tanka take." Wwwhaat?". The ointment had a faint flowery smell. Hook crossed the room and returned with his oaken chair. He placed the chair opposite her and sat, placing his boots boldly on the bedrails. Clearly, Hook meant to witness Tink’s application of the soothing pomade to her aching body. Shyly, she dabbed into the jar and brought her hand beneath her tunic. Her heart hammered inside her and Hook’s nostrils flared as he drew breath more deeply now. Her body winced at the first touch but soon the ointment did.