Barbara chuckled as well, “As an anthropologist I know the best way to learn about a tribe is to live in it and adopt all their customs and way of l...fe. The Circle is a unique tribe. Even before I wrangled an invitation to the Circle, I’d made up my mind to try this way of life and to adapt to your conditions. I just didn’t think it’d be this wonderful ... at least, so far. I may never leave this tribe. You don’t sacrifice errant anthropologists in some bloody cultish rite, do you?”Dave. ."Heather," Sam said, dismounting, "let's go over the supplies before we move on." That sounded like a good idea to Cathy.They came upon the boy in the early afternoon.Sam gently pulled back on Brownie's reins. The mare came to a stop at the top of the slight rise, the wagon trail continuing on through the spring grass. Putting her hand up, trying to get some of the lowering sun's glare out of her eyes, she peered ahead. Someone was walking up ahead, maybe a hundred yards, maybe less. Depended. I feel the tip of my hard dick enter her throat and she begins to gag. I pull back out of her throat and push forward again into her throat. I pull completely out of her mouth and ask"Do you like that slut? Do you want it harder?" Yes sir, I am your slut, I am here for your pleasure, do with me as you see fit"After hearing that there was no stopping me. I thrusted my entire cock into her mouth down her throat. I start to fuck her mouth, slamming my cock down in and out of her throat. I grab her. It completely over took me. I found her lips again and pulled at her sweatpants. I wanted to make her feel as amazing as she was. I wanted her to feel as amazing I do when I’m around her. She shifted uneasily and I looked down at her. “Just remember. You’re with me. You’ve got nothing to worry about, I promise.” I kissed her lips one more time, and move in between her legs. “It’ll be okay.” I slid her sweatpants down to her knees and one by one, I slipped one leg out at a time, and toyed.