.. I love it." I could tell you like it big; and that's why you're going to love taking all of it even more. And besides you loving it, you do want to...make me happy too, don't you?" At the uncertainty in his voice, I felt my heart swelling with my desire to please this big rugged man."Of ... of course I do, more than anything." I said sincerely."That's good, Kid. That's just the way it should be," he said with a warm smile as we arrived back at our work site. "There're a few other things we'll. He was becoming less civilized and his behaviour with Marcia proved it. Now he understood the compulsive actions and justifications of some of his patients much better. He had never been so weak-willed and craven to deal with a moral dilemma. He was not rationalizing what was going on with Becca. He knew what it was and what it meant. It just seemed that it did not matter right now. He wanted her nonetheless, a morally bankrupt statement but a true one if he was entirely honest with himself. He. She told me to sit on the toilet and I did. Then she started running hot water in the sink while getting a pair of clippers. “Spread your legs.” I did and she got down on her knees and before I could protest she was clipping my pussy hair. Once it was done she got her razor and shaving cream. She put the cream on me and I shivered. She smiled but kept rubbing it in. This was the first time anyone, besides myself, had touched me down there. It felt amazing. “Don’t move,” she said and got the. It was a long drought for her social life. No man. No sex. Night dreams with wetness and need. Her focus was on fingers, tight asses, lips, and cocks. She fretted on her emptiness and the nightmare of loneliness. She woke dissatisfied. The daily chores for her parent’s teepee were brief, a mere public presence not suited for flirting with warriors.The weather broke today, so she ventured out far afield after completing her normal duties. Hawks drifted on a light breeze. The sun warmed the.