" I am Black Chicken Hawk, chief among the Sauk. I come in peace." This could be bad.I looked at the ground, then looked to his eyes. "We have blood b...tween us. The slavers are dead."He carefully looked at my tattoo. "We do not claim the slavers. Sauk are farmers. We grow corn."With that we walked into camp. I spoke of our role as a sanctuary tribe.He nodded his understanding. He smiled at the long rows of corn springing up and the dark green fields of squash and beans. He appeared to be in. “you like sucking my dick don’t you? You are such a whore, yeah baby just like that, swirl your tongue around my dick like a bad bitch” I was in utter pleasure, my hands made their way down her back onto her ass, God it was perfect, better than anything I had ever felt before, I kneaded both cheeks. “I bet you wanna swallow my cum huh? You are such a naughty girl.” She took her mouth off of my dick and looked up at me and said “yeah you bet I wanna swallow, you know me so well” “yes I do you. That same night, when she first saw me with my pants down, she explained that since my penis was way too small to ever satisfy her, she expected me to service her with my tongue and lips whenever she wanted.All my life I'd always loved fantasizing about being dominated by a woman, being forced to dress up as a girl and obey her every command, so when she made me kneel between her legs and lick her cunt that night, I loved it. I did wish that she'd let me actually put my penis inside her but. My hair is all black, long and tied back in a ponytail. I move my head only, fixing my eyes on myself in the mirror and remember who I am. Of course, how could I forget it, must have blacked out for a minute. I turn o n the engine and drive home for something to eat before tonight’s party. How could I forget ? Later at the party, I lean on the bar and watch the people. A stunningly attractive lady wearing latex walks past me, she slows and she looks over her shoulder back at me and smiles. She.