“I wanted to know if he knew of a test that could determine the DNA of a fetus this early in the process and see who the father was. I thought I wan...ed to know and that you would want to know, and I was wondering if you would want to keep the baby and...” I paused.“Oh hell, my mind was a mess.”She hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek before laying her head against my chest.“All questions I asked myself when I missed my period while you were unconscious. And all questions I had no answers. John walked behind her again and lifted her to her feet. Holding her by her handcuffed wrists, he led her to the table. He roughly bent her over the table and gave her exposed ass a slap."Beg me for it, tramp. Whose slut are you?" He barked."Oh God, I am your slut. Please baby, fuck me. Slide your cock inside of me. I'm so wet for you." She begged.John took his hands and grabbed Anne Marie by the hips. He slid his cock up and down her ass and teased her pussy lips with the head. He then knelt. And Glade and Demure were soon not so much just participants but pretty much the star attraction. This intermingling of bodies—men and women fucking together like bonobos—was a key part of the tribe’s rituals. Almost all sexual activity took place in public. So enthusiastically did Demure participate in the sex (and Glade too when she recovered) that the couple earned the privilege of being able to live with the tribe for a whole year. Glade and Demure soon discovered why the tribe had. – Well, I know now that there is no way she’s getting you back. I’m having you. Now – she shuffled her legs apart – eat me. You need nourishment. He dragged the duvet off the bed, knelt between her thighs. Scented her arousal as his head dipped. -Fuck, I want you, sweaty wench. She moaned as he closed on her sex, thrust her hips up to meet his mouth. Felt the lips purse on her swollen clit and shuddered. Christ he knew exactly what she needed. His tongue teased between the petals of her open.