Indescribable in its complexity, but perfectly raw and primal at the same time. I buried my nose hard against her panties, pressing them tightly again...t her now wet pussy. I breathed in deeply again and again, losing myself in every detail. Reaching to her hips I gripped the sides of her panties and she raised her ass slightly to allow me to slip them off. I sniffed them deeply several times and then rolling them in a ball with the most deliciously wet crotch exposed, I pressed them up to. There was a four poster bed in his room the plan was to get my wife’s arms and legs tied to the posts so she was spread and exposed on the bed for us both.We had another drink then, took my wife by her arms and laid her on the bed and gently tied her arms to the posts.I then opened her top to expose her hard nipples, we both sucked on her nipples very gently while running ours hands over her body We slowly started to remove her tights, now seeing how sodden her pussy really was, there was no. . I was interrupted by his lips crashing to mine. I had never had a boyfriend, let alone kissed someone, but there I was, making out with my brother in the middle of the living room. And worse, I was enjoying it. Jake… I moaned as I felt his hand reach the zipper and yank it down, almost breaking it in the process. Cindy, dont question this. You want it, I want it, we are just two people who are exploring the attraction between each other. He pinched my nipples, making me moan and proving his. He was sure that this had to be some kind of a joke, or at least a play for power. The title of Spirit Walker was something that he had made up to frighten his enemies. He frowned and asked, "How long has this legend been held by the Shamans?"Thundering Buffalo smiled, and Fighting Hawk noticed a definite twinkle in his eye. "That is the oldest legend of the Cheyenne people. We have waited for hundreds of years for the arrival of the Spirit Walker. In times of trouble we took heart; even though.