Check it to make sure it is safe and not booby trapped before you load it into the cargo bay. Please,” I said.“You are not getting paranoid are yo...?” he replied.“We are playing in a much different arena now with a totally different level of players. There is a lot more at stake and they are willing to sacrifice everything and everyone,” I replied.The fuel trucks arrived and the other pilots went to oversee the refueling operation.“Cowboy, show me around and point out the good stuff I paid for,”. Knowing why, I try to spit as much as I can on it, feeling oddly turned on by sucking my wife's dildo. After a minute, she pulls back, returning to right behind me. I brace myself as the tip of the dong starts to press inside. Slowly, gently, she slides the rest of the dildo into my ass. "How does that feel?" "Good," I say breathlessly. "Where's my cock?" she asks in a demanding tone. "In my ass," I reply submissively. "That's right." Just like before, she starts slowly, moving in and out. It's. She's had sex with others since we've been married, but those have been like lightning strikes. I can't predict if and when they'll happen...and lightning hadn't struck in quite a while around our house.) So, I wrapped another pair of her panties around my cock and looked at her "cummy" panties while I rubbed one out. I then cleaned up, got the washer going and went about the rest of my day.About 2 weeks later, I was doing laundry again and having my usual pervert's review of her underwear. It. The ceremony was very moving, the tribal elders were very vocal in their praise of Eagle and of the adopted tribe member, Eagle’s wife and partner, Sara.When I was asked to speak, I spoke of the love my sister had for Eagle, the girls, and the reservation family she was a part of. I told of Sara’s initial worry that the tribe would look down on her as an outsider, a white woman; instead she was adopted into the tribe and treated like family. I thanked the tribe for the love they gave to.