They will have a council, officials, and a military - just like all white men."With that, Grandpa began to chant his ancient thanks to the sky father....'Ancient?' Actually, his chant was little more than three generations old when groups of enthusiasts found the settlement of the 'Oceti Secowan' to live as they imagined the old Native Americans once did. Few, if any, could claim any descent from any tribe and none of them knew the language, customs or way of life. Nevertheless, they studied. In a, a store. Honestly.”To my surprise my mother didn’t just keep quiet for a moment, but also started to look through the magazine. When she got to a few pages that were stuck together, she frowned, but she still didn’t speak and kept flipping the pages.“So,” she finally said, while I was holding my breath out of anxiety over how she was going to react, “you like to look at these kind of pictures.”“Yes, er, yes,” I stammered.She put the dirty magazine in front of me and pointed at a picture. Later on I came to know that the security was the husband of the Nepali maid and stayed full time at the house. Aunty was also a stunning beauty, well maintained figure and whitish complexion. She too greeted me with a loving hug. Wow it was really a nice warm hug. She asked me to have a bath and then come for lunch before retiring for a short rest.I finished my bath and then we all sat for lunch, then my uncle and aunty said that some last minute purchasing to be done and they went to town for. We moved through several positions that night. I think the one that pushed Janice toward her climax the most was when I was banging her doggy style and rubbing her clit. The one that sent her over the edge, however, was when we got back in the missionary position. I slipped a pillow under her butt to raise her hips up more, and then I threw her legs up over my shoulders and pounded into her as fast and hard as I could.I didn't have much trouble keeping my wife's dirty talk to a minimum at that.