“You’ll find the method of execution, and its dual purpose, most exquisite ... you can see how our women’s enthusiasm has peaked, they’ve take... to the practice so readily.” Minter’s mind ran riot, as to the depths of depravity that the pale-skinned redhead’s knowledge of such base practices elsewhere, had enlightened the women to. He watched as Thorpe was taken to one side, and leashed on his knees by the proud and noble Adina, the leash then passed to a smiling Shani, to be held till he was. Other tribal women kneeled beside each one of them, and reached rite out and grabbed their asses. And spread them apart making their most secretive part fully shown as their pussies were swollen with unbelievable puffiness, As if becoming like some animal now in full blown female heat! The priestess now squatted behind the Mom, And using some strange looking primitive "straw" piece of what had to be bamboo, or some hollowed out wood like plant and "shoved" the straw deep into. I wanted smell, texture and taste as well. It was partially a sexual feeling but it was also more, a re-awakening and a process of rediscovery. You had been silent for miles, lost in your own thoughts. “Can I lie on your lap a bit?” We always had pillows and foam along to transform our seats into a bench on our long trips. The car was automatic, so the gear shift wasn’t a big issue. “I thought you’d never ask,” you grinned wickedly. This was one of your favourite parts of a road trip, our. I was on the wrong side of the bed and Maxwell was asleep beside me. He reached out a hairy arm and turned off the siren that had woken us."Morning, sweetie," he said, blinking."Hey," I said.He threw a leg over me and edged closer. I could feel his morning wood pressing into my side.I came home from work yesterday to find him at my doorstep, so I hustled him inside. He'd brought me flowers and a bottle of wine. He came straight from work. We got into the bottle and then we got into bed and he.