I smelled it. I gave her a naughty reaction while crushing the cups of bra.The third time the bottle stopped on Ankita, I gave her dare to blow me. Sh... hesitated to do it in front of Natasha. But Natasha was on too heat, so she convinced her and offers her some help to blow me. It was Natasha to remove my jeans and Ankita tore off my underwear.The beast of 6.5″ was erect and ready to be sucked. They both started licking it like a lollipop, swallowing full length and pre-cum.I told them I was. I doubt I would have been executed but I would have been expelled from the tribe. That was my lowest point.“Instead, I sat down beside the little girl and cried along with her. I released all my grief over my wives and my unborn child. All my anger came out with the tears and the little girl crawled up on my lap to console me. She patted my cheek as I’m sure others had done to her in the past. Then she started to make funny faces. Again, I’m sure that was surefire way to cheer her up. It worked. I thought I had prepared myself for the worst while Robert was under intensive care. But when the news came it was still heartbreaking. I buried my head in the pillow and sobbed.Brad did the best he could to console the turmoil I felt; falling back on the time honoured comfort of a very large glass of brandy; and somehow it did seem to help. I lay my head on Brad’s chest and he gently gathered me into his comforting arms. I looked up into eyes and I saw his empathy.Then our lips came together. Stacey and Julianne particularly liked what they saw with the guy, though they were mostly stunned that I really didn’t see a need to augment their breasts. The same went with Rosa, who expected to have her size trimmed down in spite of what I told Margret and Marian. Instead, I kept her more or less a younger version of her old self, with more sex drive, of course.Oh, and I naturally made sure that all of my conks were truly bi, mostly to help each other out that way. I firmed up everything.