. taking what they wanted from her and leaving her sore, beaten and humiliated. This was completely different. There was passion, not lust. Tenderness... not brutality. Caring, not coldness. As Travis took this lovely Indian woman as his own, she gave herself to him willingly, wanting him as much as he wanted her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into her, her heated passions reaching a boiling point just as his did and once again they crested together. She arched her. I felt him brush my hair to the side. He slid his fingers under my collar; his fingertips brushed across the soft skin of my neck. The hairs stood to attention. He gently peeled the coat off my shoulders. The cool air of the apartment hit my warm skin. The sudden change in temperature and my ever growing lust caused my body to shudder and millions of little goose bumps appeared on my skin. I heard him throw my coat over the chair that was next to him. A small shocked gasp escaped my lips when. I didn't know what it was but she didn't smell pleasant. I slid my tongue inside her and she moaned. The first thing I noticed was how wet she was. She was much wetter than usual. Her juices started to run into my mouth.She must have really gotten excited from all the talk. Her juices were much thicker than usual. Sandy asked me if she tasted all right. I told her, " a little different, but delicious." She seemed to relax when I said that and started enjoying herself. She began grinding her. Both were hard and ready for me but I noticed something with the left one. I stopped, looked up and asked. "Did this one used to be pierced?" Eve looked down surprised..."Yeah, how did you".... I interrupted by sucking it as hard as she sucked me the night before. "Ah-ooooooohhhhhh!" I stood straight and kissed her lips again rolling her blouse down her arms, pausing for a moment to drop her bra to the floor and I went back to kissing and sucking her nipples again. My 34C/36B estimate was spot.