First you were named as my son, and then you face the best fighter in the village, and defeated him. Then just when most young men would go quietly to...sleep, you shamed the entire village, and brought honor to some wronged women, and at the same time you made any followers of Little Buffalo hide in shame. And then today I hear that you are feeding the widows of the village. Yes my son, you have been very busy."Gray Eagle shifted and cleared his throat. He almost took on a noble expression as he. You walk towards me and cup my flaccid pathetic excuse for a cock along with my balls. They fit easily into you hand, you look straight at me and just say "pathetic". You tell me in no uncertain terms to kneel in front of your master, which I do quickly. I'm reminded me that I must address you as Sir or I'll be punished, I remember this from our online chat. You ask me "Would I like to see what a real man's cock looks like?", I reply "Yes, Sir!". You tell me to unfasten your belt and trousers. My cock lined up and she lifted her hips more and took in the first third of me.“Hold still, Jack, let me do it,” She started an erotic fucking on my dick and slowly took all of me inside her precious cunt. Every movement was pure pleasure. I struggled to hold still as I could have plunged into her wet folds so easily. I was rapidly losing any control I had earlier, my body shook with the overwhelming torturous pleasure.Pulling my face to hers, Vickie continued a slow fucking motion on my dick. The walls there are paper thin, someone would have heard her.”“You’re right.”“Sorry?” Taylor said, surprised.This was the first time she had backed off on her theory and actually agreed with him.“You heard me, I said you’re right. This is obviously connected to the armory. The timing is too much of a coincidence. I still don’t think it lets Abbas off the hook. He could have made it out before the explosion, come back to where he stashed her and killed her.”“But...”“I know, but there are some.