Doug was the hero of the hour, and there was no way he could talk his way out of it.His wives, of course, were very proud of him and did all they coul... to make sure that everybody in the village knew everything that Doug had done to help them since he had arrived. Doug didn't know it, yet, but his wives were priming him to be the next chief of the village.Chief Raven was no fool—he could see that it was inevitable. Baring Doug's death, nothing was going to keep him from being the next chief.. There wasn't a door in our house that didn't have a hole where Dad had put his fist right through the door. He did that rather than hit somebody, which was a rather good thing. You wouldn't get up if Dad hit you. The violence might have been caused by an air bubble that was left in Dad's brain but that didn't make it any easier to live with. He hit Mom once a few months later and I got in the way trying to protect her, terrified that Dad would kill her. Mom was tiny. He hit me in the side of. She hoped he would give her a big load of great tasting cum. Marion knew from much experience that different men had different tasting cum. It was all salty but some tasted better than others. Some was bitter and some was almost sweet. Marion just loved having her mouth filled with man sauce and then swallowing it. She had also read that it was very nutritious being all protein. First she gave this beautiful, long hard phallus a good hard suck on just the head and when she pulled off it. We'd pretty much fall into the hay as we tore each other's clothes off until her legs were wrapped around me, our wet clits sliding over each other as her tongue probed my mouth with a rush of hot breath.Our first orgasm always came this way. Then we'd rest for a minute. Perspiration lubricated our chests as our breasts pressed close. She'd trace my lips with her tongue, licking down my neck and into my ears. I felt her enjoying ever line and taste of my body. She even licked under my arms,.