There was a difference between loving someone and being in love. Swain was no longer in love with Roxy, but he couldn't imagine life without her. This...insane lust drove him crazy. Roxy was no help with her dependence on Christ. He wanted her to care more about their marriage and what he needed. He was never leaving, so if he had to, he would be forced to seek his pleasure elsewhere. His dick went soft with thoughts of Roxy and her trusting face, waiting for him to return to her safe. . " Fighting Hawk nodded his acceptance of the kind words and watched as William turned his horse and headed off to the North.Fighting Hawk and Big Owl carried the deer through the village to the lodge. When Little Mule saw them she yelled into the lodge and ran to greet them. Fighting Hawk was tired and didn't want to have to pick himself up off of the ground. He raised his hand to stop her from knocking them both down. She skidded to a stop and hugged him fiercely. Fighting Hawk felt the air. It was so quiet and all I could hear was my own breathing.Suddenly from nowhere I heard a voice. I couldn’t make out what it was saying at first, so I strained to listen.The voice whispered, “She wants you Cat.”I looked around turning left and right, peering this way and that, as all became silent once more.I shook my head vigorously, thinking that I must have bumped it pretty hard because I was hearing voices now.The voice came again, “She wants you Cat,” only this time it was followed by. Linda slowlyfingered herself over the next hour and ten minutes as Fred made thesession last as long as he could keep from cuming. Sheila hadclimaxed between eight or nine times before Fred had emptied hisblack balls deep inside her unprotected pussy. Linda came threeadditional times as she looked on. When Fred finally pulledcompletely out of Sheila's stretched opening, Linda could see itgaping open from where it had been stretched by the oversized blackcock. She was very pleased. Gregg's.