Pr fir maine socha ki bc yeh itni modern ladki itna kya sochegi fir kaam khatam hua or vo mere liye pepsi dalke layi or hum like aamne samne wale sofe...pe baithe the vo mere samne hi thi or baat kr rhe the hum puch rhi thi mere bare me or vo mazak mazk me keh bhi rhi thi or bhai koi girlfriend hai teri mai soch rha yeh kya hai bc mai sharma gya kr kaha na didi.. Kahati kuch nhi hota tension na le mil jayegi koi na koi tujhe.. To maine kaha meri kismat kaha ki mujhe koi aachi ladki mile..To boli. “Eeeeeeeh, you dirty devil, you snuck that one in, mmmm, I love it keep it up!”After a few moments, John stopped so I could twist a little to suck Dwayne’s cock. John sat up to get a better look and exclaimed, “God, I love watching you with another man! Suck his dick hard baby!”I took Dwayne’s cock into my fingers, ran my tongue across the tip, licked up the sides, under his shaft, stretching, and stroking until I engulfed his whole rod. I was on cloud nine. My fantasy was becoming an erotic. She told me a lot about the Shawnee traditions and about the 'grandmother' who created and watched over the Shawnee people." Actually, when mom was teaching Tess and me the Cherokee language and traditions, she talked a lot more than she does now," I said."Mom talked a lot more all of the time. She was a beautiful woman with long, straight, black hair. Her skin was a little darker than dad's was, but when she was wearing white man's clothes, as she did most of the time, you couldn't have told. He looked at her; he wasn’t particularly striking except for his eyes. He was gaunt, from walking so much, so far, his face was almost pinched with a mouth that used to smile she thought, but now hung almost in defeat. His long black hair was lank, it looked like it needed a wash, but then they all did. His skin was dark, and tanned from the long hours outdoors. But his eyes still carried that intensity that had attracted her even before he spoke. They were dark, like the rest of him, but.