People are proud to be Ojibwe, and I think thereservation is a better place for it." I know," Rod said. "I've heard many of the elders commenting. The... giveyou the credit. They say you are the best thing to happen in theirmemories."River blushed. "It is not me. It is the river. It speaks to me, and Irelay that to the people." She shrugged. "But what we need now is tospread the message. There are dozens and dozens of little bands andreservations across the north, and we need to help them. The. Many times I wasn't in his car five seconds before he was blasting the first load across my tonsils. He would get himself so excited waiting for me to arrive. He said on days we arranged to meet, it was all he could think about, that I was a distraction. I told him it was the same for me. That all morning at work, all I thought about was having him in my mouth and swallowing all his cum.I sucked him in his car most often but also in parks, hallways, and public bathrooms. I would often drive to. *First* it was the blindfold that wasn't on quite right. Oh sure! Then that *terrible* wrinkle in the sheet right on her little ol' backside: I needed a detailed description of course. Oh, I felt *so* sorry for *her*! *And* whatever it was that I was doing with her boob? Could I just *please* be so kind to continue? *Whatever* that was. Jenny hadn't even noticed that I hardly was listening at that point. Instead I had got up to get her next little surprise. She just kept right on talking, that. Belinda felt her pussy release a flood of juices and pushed her hand down her knickers and started to play with her clit and pussy lips. Suddenly a voice startled her you can lick mine if you want" She turned to see Michelle with her skirt up and massaging her pussy that glistened with juices. Belinda had never even thought about a woman sexually before, but lust took control. Pushing Michelle back against the wall she licked the juices from her fingers before brushing her hands up her thighs.