And they were committed single hunter types.With Julie's looks, she was a constant target of male customers and employees alike. The owner and the sal...s manager, a woman, were very ethical people, and very much attuned to the dangers of harassment and sex discrimination. As did all new employees, Julie had an orientation session where it was made clear that no sale was worth her tolerating any kind of abuse or pressure from a customer. That message had been reinforced regularly, and there had. Smooth white ass in the air.. and her fingers probing full depth into her pink juicy cunt,.. Shining with woman juice and in the throngs of an orgasm, the view was so good that I had to pull my cock out and have a wank. The thought of just sinking to my knees to fuck her was almost too much to resist, but I was being true to my marriage vows. “God almighty” I just had to cum, so I let the cum fly, and quietly snuck out of the shed to a distance to which I could approach as Jenny came out, . Earth isn’t a name for a planet. It’s the same as calling it ‘world’. We name the things that are other than us. Mars and Venus. They aren’t Earth.We knew we weren’t Crow or Lakota. They were other than us. We wouldn’t even have looked for a name if we didn’t exist in both times. We were the People. They were Pawnee. Those others were whiteman. We didn’t need to name ourselves.It was the same with Phile and me. People in the tribe called us like they called all the kids. Little boy and little. Her long brown hair was straight with no body at all, her torsowas slender and her legs were firm and lean. But there was nothing averageabout her breasts. She had even been accused several times of getting a boob-jobsince they were so full and perfectly shaped with small nipples and delicatelycolored areola. She fingered her nipples which had once again grown soft andsupple. Hardening under her fingers, Janna felt a jolt of electric energy travelingfrom her breasts to her clit, prompting her.