This time, Howling-Wolf decreed that all hunting would be done in the traditional manner, with Cletus joining in. They would save Cletus' slaughter me...hod for dire need. Cletus was agreeable and looked forward to participating. The tribe spent two weeks in work and fun before holding the closing celebration.The celebration took place with even more dancing and singing than the previous fall. More and taller tales were told, some contributed by Cletus. A wonderfully joyous time was had by. I was serious. He thinks I’m such a punk; I wanted to show him that I could handle whatever he threw at me. I think what I said pissed him off even more by what happened next. He snaked his legs around my waist and gripped his arm devastatingly hard around my neck and shouted, “You rather me break your wrist just so you can prove a point?! Does that hurt? Huh? You fucking bitch!” I could feel the tears violently well up in my eyes and I started to sob uncontrollably. He still kept his firm grip. Deciding to just finish up my bath, I step out of the bathroom five minutes later. I then find my over sized night shirt, pull it over my head, and crawl into bed. *Thump …thump …thump …thump* Not being able to tune out the sounds long enough to drift asleep, I take my second pillow to bring it over my head. But it doesn’t drown out her moans being delivered with each thrust into her. It’s even louder now than when I was in my bathroom, since her bed is directly over mine. I continue to toss. Cum, thick white creamy cum starts spewing from his cock in endless torrents. It flies in jets about six feet away and Simi brings a hand to her mouth in utter disbelief as he comes in endless spurts so much semen from such a young boyShe keeps thinking and the creamy jizz finally subsides and Sam actually falls to the floor of the shed in sheer exhaustion. The look on his face is one of sheer happiness and relief as he keeps draining out the last drops of cum from his cock. Simi walks back.