Of course I am I smiled. There was no way I wasnt going to get as close to Jills beautifully trimmed pussy as I could. I wanted to gaze on her sex, pa...t her lips to uncover her clit so the knot would be perfectly placed, run my fingers down the folds of her flesh as I positioned the rope so her outer lips would be spread and so I could feel her wetness. Not only was I going to tie a clit knot for her I was going to take as much time and as much pleasure as I could without arousing Lisas. She said not yet, but maybe soon. The second thing I noticed was the way she dressed. Sally had always been a very conservative dresser. She never showed off her big boobs or her nice tight ass but she was beginning to do so more and more. I didn't mention it since I kind of liked to show her off. It was just at work but the guys knew her and knew she was mine. They also made sure that nobody messed with her because she was so trusting and not very street smart. Because of my size, not many. I continued my back and forth trips every so often, taking in the sights of the young black girls. There were dark skinned ones, light skinned ones and one or two mixed ones. Back at my seat, I would constantly have to stop when a dancer or another customer come or looked my way. I didn’t want it to be obvious what I was doing. I had to look casual. This caused more unintentional self-teasing. I continued the squeezing as soon as I could. Eventually, I could feel myself reaching the. “Where are all these lazy people, they stay in their furs way too long in the morning? This is why they need a strong leader like me to make this a much better camp.”“Kang, how do you think that we got this food this morning? As we all know, that none of you men went hunting this morning to provide for your own camp. And none of the ladies looked as though they had just got out of the furs this morning when they handed us this food as they told us this was all for us.” Yuka, Kang’s mate.