I was just at the end of her hood, my tongue not quite making direct with the clit, but very, very close. I breathed slow hot air into the hood channe..., and had the pleasure of hearing Akira gasp twice, her thighs pulsing in their grip on my head.I know how a female gets off. Akira was surprisingly close to orgasm, and it would be easy to push her down the chute for it. And she was dominating me, a willing submissive was between her legs licking her sex. But Akira had also raised her leg for me. She used to ask me how it was going and when I would come back as she was missing me a lot. And she used to ask whether I had food or not. If I say no, then she would even scold me.So I understood she was in love with me and I too was in love with her.Slowly we started talking in phones. That had a become a habit for us. Almost every minute we would chat or talk.Slowly, I started praising her beauty and selecting the sarees for her and she used to do the same for me.This went for almost 2. However, I remove my tongue, and she soon feels my lips return to her smooth skin, now working up her stomach, pulling her shirt up as I go. She reaches down and starts running her fingers through my hair, slightly grazing her nails along my scalp. I smile for a moment before continuing my trail of kisses, now just below her breasts. She can feel my lips traveling up between them, and then slowly drifting over her right breast, until finally reaching her nipple. As Katie feels my warm tongue. Based on some strange urge that I still don't understand, I rode through the apple orchard to show Jill what I'd done. She was delighted, of course, and took the body from me, asking me if I wanted to learn how to skin it. I declined, feeling sick at my stomach. I said I had something to do and left her leaning over the still warm body of my first kill, a knife in her right hand.The next day I found the stiff skin of the coyote nailed to the side of my barn. To be honest, I didn't quite know.