Then he suggested that if I wanted something more truly Native-American, they had several locally hand-made ones. After spending over five-hundred dol...ars on the dress and jewelry, I thought what the heck, why not? The ones they had were over twice the price of the Minnetonka's but you could definitely tell the difference. Unfortunately, they didn't have any the right size matching the dress. He suggested that if I wasn't in a hurry, he could order a custom pair. I told him the only rush was. Such a light sensation gave me thrills, I wanted more. He circled his tongue around my clit, then up and down my slit, sliding his tongue into my pussy, then down to my ass hole, around my ass and back to my clit. I was in a fever of passion by this point. He turned me so I was kneeling on the sofa, hands on the wall, my ass on full view to him. He rested the tip of his cock over my hole, and rubbed my clit hard. I moved my hips back, pushing him deep inside me. He told me to keep still, he. She held my head and pulled me up and said, “Hey, mister, not so fast, we have got the whole night.”“You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen”“Oh, I am flattered, but let’s get something to eat first”I showed her to the dining room, poured two glasses of beer and sat across to her. It was really a girlfriend like an experience and it didn’t feel like even for a moment that she is a hooker. We were drinking looking deep into each other’s eyes, I could smell her fragrance and was. She groaned softly into my mouth. I pulled back and her eyes flickered open, filled with excitement, concern, anxiety, embarrassment, and a mute appeal to continue. I gripped the bottom other tank top and slowly peeled it upwards. Her eyes got wild for a second, and I heard a gasp of alarm. She seemed uncertain, and her hands moved to stop me. I sped up, pulling up the back and pulling it forward over her head, then tossing it away when she reached for it. She covered her breasts with her.