I know that Sara loved him and their girls. She chose to live with her man with an intense passion that I wish could be bottled and dispensed to all o... the married people in the world.The girls were Robin-feather (Robin), 9-years-old and Evening-birdsong (Eve), 11-years-old. They were the most respectful little balls of mischief anyone could find. They did not have a mean bone in their bodies but could pull the subtlest and funniest little pranks.Once I arrived at the reservation offices, John. At first, I was ashamed of myself for going back on my vow of chastity and my promise to Kathy until I was called in front of the church elders a couple of weeks after my first intimate moments with Maryanne. They accused me of getting Kathy pregnant and insisted that I repent and marry her right away to “wash our sins away and to take the stain of unchristian behavior from both of us.” I was dumbfounded! I had never even seen her pussy much less touch it. I confronted her in front of them. .Last boob's and pussy my dick wound up shooting off in was Jenny's beat up pussy at least 3 or 4 times a week maybe if keeping her legs closed more then I would have worked more on the house. Balling Jenny has proved how fucking slutty she is cause her husband knows we sometimes fuck, but she said he gets home from work and she will want sex and she has him eat her out first not realizing she fucked me every single time and sent her home full mostly panties soaked threw with hot cum. His. " I told her. "You bottle all this up for months and months and let it fester, then it blows up all at once". "You don't need to keep all that stress and tension inside you, life is hard enough without making it worse for yourself." I added."I haven't been with anybody else" Erica said, out of the blue. Good to know, but it's not what I'm talking about. "Erica, I gave you permission to date, hook-up, screw, pretty much anything you wanted to do, sweetheart". "Why haven't you found someone else.