She had expected to die, but now this - what did it mean? Before she had time to think, the food-girl appeared before her, smiling and bowing, and led...her away from the celebration back towards her hut. As the crowd parted to let them pass, the women bowed as Ankneela had seen them do to the other feathered-ones. Was she actually one of them now? But she still had no idea what they were.When they reached her hut, she saw that the entrance had been decorated with more white feathers. The. The Cherokee Indian sub chief in charge of the 32 man band was called Bear Brother. That wasn't the Indian word for his name but Ben had trouble pronouncing it. Wasa'pe Ba'vi was as close as Ben could get to the chief's name in Cherokee. Han didn't even try to pronounce the Cherokee words. Bear Brother understood and spoke English as well as Ben did. He told Ben to just call him Bear."We don't have time to stop now," Ben told Bear after the introductions had been made. "We need to reach Wolf. ”She patted my ass once again, but continued looking at, and speaking to, Dwayne. “That is not the end of it,” she continued. “While she is crying you must soothe her and stroke her and tell her you love her. Once she is cried out, she will begin to respond sexually to your stroking.”She caressed my ass and slipped her fingers slightly between my legs. I moaned softly.“At that point,” she said, “take her to bed and fuck her senseless.”I was a little surprised at her language, but I was. She whimpered and I let loose an orgasm that must have resulted in a gallon of cum, or so it seemed. My cock felt like it pulsed in her for a half hour. We collapsed on the bed, me on top of her supporting my weight on my elbows, my face in her hair. I could feel myself shrinking and she finally pushed me out with an audible pop. We both laughed. “My word,” she said “I keep thinking that you gave me the hardest cum of my life and then you make me cum even harder.” “I don’t know how to respond.