I wanted to fuck someone so bad. She of course wasn't around and I ended up going through my messages. I came across a hot guy I had been talking to w...om I had forgotten about. I ended up messaging him just to see how he was doing. I went on with my day and then ended up getting a notification eventually. He had responded. His first response was with a pic of his nice smooth round ass. He asked if I liked it. My cock was now hard as I responded telling him yes. He then sent me another one, both. “The Choque Cota was not a warrior tribe, really–not like the Yupanqui. They didn’t take prisoners to sacrifice to their gods like my people do. They were a peaceful people, only defending themselves when necessary.”“That would explain the missing sacrifice altar,” Dr. Hope said.“Well, it’s fortunate for us that they were a peaceful people… who knows what kind of unsettled spirits there would be here if they believed in sacrificing their enemies!” Dr. Anderson said.“Tika would it be all right. " He then grabbed her head and began ramming it up and down on his cock sometimes holding it deep in her mouth then letting her take a breath. It didn't take him long to get rock hard and he told her "Get on your hands and knees and stick that hot ass in the air so I can ride it deep and hard. I am going to fuck that ass with my big thick cock and shove every inch in that asshole. Now spread those cheeks wide for me so I can ram this rod deep in that hole." He spread her ass and spit on it and. . she cut off her thought with a start, aware how much she was enjoying the thought, the thought of her father ... fucking her ... fucking her ass ... fucking her cunt. Filling her with his seed.She rocked on the bed harder trying to refocus her thoughts on her life before she went to Maracas. Without consciously being aware, her thoughts began to drift to the gringos, Mark opening her unyielding legs, the way her vagina felt when his hard knee made contact with her wet triangle, Scott's face.