" "You mean you don't lick your husband's ass?" I asked with a cocky smileas I propped myself back up on my elbows." The corner of Tara's mouth curled...up into a half smile as she shook herhead. "Actually...," she said, climbing onto the bed. "I've never done that toanyone else." "Oooh, I feel special," I responded with a smile, as Tara moved intoposition beside me, pressing her body into mine. "You should," she said bluntly, pressing her lips to mine as she ran hersmooth, stocking covered foot. The Comanches in this area had not faced effective opposition in a very long time, so they were very arrogant and rode about as if they were the lords of the world. This made them easy targets as they rode along laughing and talking about the many White scalps they expected to take on this or future raids.The Comanches were particularly taken with the blond hair that some of the White people had. The novelty of this hair color made such people prime targets for the Indians. They especially went. Most said they were sorry I bashed myself up and hoped I'd get better soon, but every one of them congratulated me, said I really deserved it, they agreed 100%, that kind of thing. Not one said what she was congratulating me about.The more I read, the more I thought Mr. "We weren't talkin about nuthin" in the living room had something to do with it. I went out but he wasn't there. I found him sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee."I'm sorry. I should have offered you some." That's. “Oh my god, look at you! You won’t fuck the pussy I got you but you’ll move your hips for a finger in your ass?” It was so unfair! I couldn’t help that this was getting me hard and I couldn’t fuck the fleshlight without moving like I wanted her fingers. I opened my mouth to protest but just moaned when she pushed a second finger into me. I was so humiliated. Here I was with this beautiful redhead and I was wearing panties and fucking a plastic pussy rather than her. Somehow, I’d never been so.