She had a few girlfriends, both past and present who she felt very close to, but she didn't have any frame of reference in which to evaluate how she m...ght feel if there was anything closer than a hug involved. In fact, Hamako fit that description. So she imagined wrestling with Hamako in a tub of mud. When that made her laugh, and Hamako wanted to know why she was laughing, she told the girl about her thoughts.To her surprise, Hamako was not put off by the idea."Girls are often very close in. “Not a bad size, you are becoming quite the hunter!” My mother admired as she kissed my forehead before she was handed a small portion of meat for today’s food. My father wrapped the rest of the meat back inside the skin to be stored away. “Come boy, grab your sword!” My father gestured.My days would mainly consist of target practice and sparring. Only recently was I allowed to go hunting by myself. We would spar in a small clearing next to our home where my father would teach me how to fight. "Misty giggled as she began to roll her hips and grind. Andy sat up and then moved and swung a leg over my head. I reached up and pulled her hips down and licked through her pussy. She shivered and pressed down harder, "mmmm!"I captured her clit and began to suck and tease it and she shook and kept rubbing her pussy on my face. Misty was rocking and lifting before she would shove down. Her pussy became slippery and kept grasping my cock. I could feel her shuddering and jerking as they both. .. I just don't know what to say, honey," he finally stammered.She gave him a melancholy smile. "I'm sorry. I know you never expected this of me; I don't think that I ever even expected this of myself either."He searched for something, anything to say. Finally, he just said, "I love you, Amanda."She gave him a sweet smile, then she closed her eyes and kissed him. He could feel her tears slide down her cheeks again, and his entire being ached with misery over her sadness. If only there was some.