Rain, Stomp and Sun Dancers ... and War Dancers ... war club, club and shield, hawk ... and the War Dancers aren't playing around. Every powwow someon... gets hurt.Women set up small fires and made Fry bread, Acorn mush, bean bread, Buffalo, stew, Hump ribs, Cornbread, Jerky, Green Chili, Pemmican, Maple sugar biscuits, salt and smoked fish, Succotash and the usual potatoes, hamburgers and fry bread, fry bread, fry bread, and more fry bread.There was an actual parade with floats and a Princess. Squirming they all make a laugh and make comments about how they are going to stretch your pussy out like a slut. Flooded with the new sensation of cocks stretching you, another filling your mouth you close your eyes and try to go back to enjoying it. What choice do you have? The only person that knows anything is still tied to a chair forced to appease these new masters. Your eyes shoot open as you feel one of there hands come crashing against you ass cheek. You let out a slight sound of. . He was shocked by the rustic Grandeur of what lay before him. Homes and Businesses were laid out in city blocks instead of the haphazard manner he had expected.Once you entered the Main Gate the main entrance to the Palace was straight ahead dead center of town. The center of the Palace was an acre garden park which was shared by all. The exterior wall of the Palace was another security wall 15 foot high it was designed to be the last resort protection for the people of Foxwood.Dan looked. She was starting to hump my face with her hips as I tried to keep up with the stimulus. I forgot what to do next so I thrust my hand up between her lips and sought out her opening. Finding it wet and juicy, I plunged my finger deep into it as far as I could reach just as she started to erupt. Her juices flowed out onto my hand and chin as she rammed her pussy into my face. It was all I could do to keep up with her demanding hips as they rocked back and forth and up and down all at the same.