You are my family now, I will always take care of you."She shook in my arms and I felt the tears wetting my shirt.We all had a good winter. The girls ...ade warm coats for us all from hides that I recovered from the Comanches and those animals we killed. I made beds for us, and the girls made mattresses filled with corn shucks. Our house and family was becoming more comfortable each year.Juliette was very healthy. Nita was also.Breeze came to me in January and told me that my son would be here. "You don't need that bitch sweetie. You're too good for her," she said as she tried to comfort me, "you need someone that cares about you, that doesn't want to toy with your emotions." I stood there hugging her. She pulled away and looked at me. She pushed back my hair behind my ears and wiped the tears from my eyes. She leaned in and kissed my cheek. "You deserve better."I looked into her eyes and it was that moment when I knew. I leaned in and we shared a soft kiss. After the kiss turned more. I lifted her top and pushed aside her bra and I went crazy with her juicy milk jugs. There were huge and hung to her sides. I lifted them and pressed and crushed them in my arms. I buried my face among them and did what all I could do with them. Kissed all over them, licked and sucked the globes and bit on her nipples. It was long and hard and tasted nice. I sucked on them while I pressed the other breast. She just lay there with her eyes closed and enjoyed everything. Occasional moans escaped. Carol reached down with her sticky fingers and stretched the apex of Jill’s slit up towards Jill’s stomach, exposing Jill’s clit, partially covered by its little hood. The more Carol stretched the junction of Jill’s labia, the more prominent Jill’s clit stood out. Jill’s blood gorged clit was relatively big, about the size of a large pea. And it seemed to be growing right before my eyes. Carol spit on her fingers and ran them around Jill’s big nub. Jill’s eyes opened wide as she lifted her.