The Indian saw the tears forming in the corner of my eyes."I can help you, my friend." H-how?" You must trust me. Can you do this?" Yes. I guess so."... What choice did I have?"Good. We must hurry. We go into the sweat lodge."The Black Crow led me into a windowless, and very warm room. He started a fire in the center of the room, and bade me to sit down. I did as he requested me to do. The Indian shaman began to chant in a language that I didn't recognize, or even understand. His chanting. “Hey love,” I heard a gravelly voice call from the inside of the ‘penis-extension’ car as I’d refer to it. I don’t know why I’d refer to it as something so crude but most of the time rich men would compensate for something through their wealth. I turned around but stood at the corner of the alley because there had been many stories about women approaching stranger’s cars. “Yes, what do you want?” I responded sharply and unnaturally bitchy for me. “Can you give me directions to the motorway?” He. You ok?" Panting, I just nodded, still worried about what he was wanting me to do for him. He got up and padded of the bathroom and I sighed a breath of relieve figuring it was over. When he returned he asked again if I was ok and wondered if he could give me a massage. Feeling pretty good, I said ok.Laying on the pillow, watching the game, I was getting drowsy, between the sex, beer and a great massage. Just as I was drifting off, Dave stopped massaging my back, but within a minute, I felt him. I lay down, and Jayne climbed onto me, sliding my cock up her wet fanny and leant forward kissing me. Her wet sweaty breasts bounces against my face, I grabbed then suck her nipples hard.It was now quite hot in the car, Jayne tried to power down one of the windows to get some fresh air, but with the key in her bag on the floor in the front it was no useShe sat back still riding me but pinching her nipples, I could feel my toes curling and knew I was not far from filling her with cum.“Let me do.