Bending from the waist, you tug at the band of your very moist undies before sliding them down the length of your smooth inner thigh. Placing one foot...between my legs, close together so you can easily slip those panties from around your ankles. You toss them carelessly towards me. Instinctively, I catch them mid air bringing them to my face breathing your essence to capture in that moment, what cannot be put into words. They smell of you, the soft musk of woman and her natural perfume. They. I wish I knew what my wife was feeling, having to endure being fucked by the tribe’s chieftain. She acted reluctant at first, but since I had been watching, she seemed to let him use her with less resistance than she had at first. We weren’t in Kansas anymore, so whatever the law was in the Attanawan Tribe, like it or not, we were subject to it now. Part 7“Another day and some revelations”I knew that we were in another world now, much different than the one we were used to. That was. Despite her embarrassment, she bought one, never intending to use it for dinner.Because of the delay, her husband got back five minutes before dinner was ready. He kissed her cheek and lay his hands around her waist as she stood by the stove, and she had to fight the urge to press her ass backwards against his crotch. His kiss burned on her cheek and she felt a craving for more. But the only thing betraying her lust was her nipples going hard behind the thick bra she was wearing, and thankfully. Maggie held her breathe as the pain flowed through her. But the clamp had not slipped yet. I pulled harder and it started to slip. As it did the remaining flesh is trapped tighter and blood and sensation flowed back into the released flesh. It is very painful. Now only a tiny part of her nipple is trapped in the clamp. Maggie’s head rolled down as she fort the urge to yell. Finally the clamp came free and Maggie screamed through gritted teeth. When she looked up tears were rolling down her.