She had tried to pinpoint the name of the tribe but it became confusing because they used different words to describe their origins. The only thing sh... was certain about was that they had originated in Canada and migrated to the Indian Territory in search of the fast disappearing buffalo that were the free butcher shop of the plains. The children showed her how to chew the hides to make them nice and soft for wearing next to the skin and she did a good job because she was fortunate in having a. We went to the bedroom after awhile because I was sitting on the stool in front of Tim with my gown on, and no panties, and Tim felt through the gown, and knew what I didn't have on under my gown. I kind of was teasing him, showing him my pussy and how wet I was, and what he was in store for, if that was what he wanted from me. I could tell that Tim had a raging hard on through his clothes and I was really getting very hot knowing what was in store for me. We went to bed, telling everyone else. ‘NASCAR wouldn’t like your driving,’ she grumbled. ‘Watch where you’re going!’ He grinned and turned his attention back to the road as she muttered something under her breath about masochism. The way things were going, she would be taking down her hair and kicking back with him in no time. ‘Where are we going?’ she asked, refusing to look out the windshield again, instead studying him like an insect under a microscope. ‘Lunch.’ He sped up to pass a semi on the right just as the four lane road. Searching for words to say, she kept her eyes glued to the carpet before looking around at the decorations that were strategically placed throughout the room. The words resonated through her, but she didn’t know how to respond. She wanted to please him, but the thought of being with another man didn’t settle too well with her after the incident with her ex-boyfriend. “I don’t know...I mean, with all that happened with Stewart, I don’t know if it’d be a good idea or not,” she said with.