Let's see ... blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin ... what do you think boys, 32 D?" He said with a malicious smile. Holding down her legs, he glanced a... her private area. "Do you keep it shaved, like a little girl? Or hairy, like a woman?" "Fuck you!" Sierra spat at him, and the smile quickly vanished off of his face. He raised his large, black hand and slapped her across the face, leaving a red mark. "EXCUSE ME, WHITE BITCH?!" He screamed. "YOU DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!"He quickly calmed. I looked down to the pile that she had just left, my eyebrows nearly touching, "You sure you can handle another?" I asked her.She laughed, each edge of her tender lips spreading like an eagle's wings, across her face, pausing to speak French to her friends, before she returned her attention back to me."When we party we don't hold anything back. Bonne annee," she added, tipping slightly, "Bonne annee," repeating it again as she collapsed into my arms."Auh, you are so strong," she added grabbing. The streets were not busy and it was not long before we reached the north gate. I picked wild onions and berries beside the road as we walked. I let Cari walk with the spear while I strung the bow. It was afternoon and we were in an area of fields and small patches of trees.I saw movement ahead and glanced around, “see the bushes in the corner of the field?”She nodded and I gestured, “go wait there.”She looked at me and then around but moved to do as I told her. A hundred paces from the trees I. "I know how long it takes you older guys to recover."My mind tried vainly to assimilate her words but little permeated the dense fog that blanketed my senses. I reached up to cup her breasts and she pressed them into my palms. She purred contentedly and wriggled in my lap as my thumbs flicked her erect nipples back and forth.Returning to my cock, she took me to the back of her mouth with only an inch remaining outside. My eyes locked with hers as I savoured the sight of lips wrapped tightly.