If anything, I found it cute, of course.“Care for some company?” Onatah grinned as she joined us in the shower.“Go for it,” Frankie encouraged...the Iroquois woman.Onatah kissed both of us on the mouth and enjoyed our soapy hands washing her flesh.“Where’s Claude?” I teased Onatah, though I could guess.“Oh, he’s out and about somewhere. Always an early riser, that one! Not that I mind, except when I want to snuggle up a little longer with someone. I did ... for a little bit. With Nate and Bonnie.. I left her laying there while I went back for the horses.Sin didn't like the smell of blood, so I tied him to a bush about fifty yards from the deer. I walked Jughead over and loaded the deer on him. When I had it tied on well, I walked Jughead back over to Sin. I approached him slowly, talking to him as I went.It took a while, but I finally got up to him, with Jughead trailing behind. I petted Sin and told him what a good boy he was. He finally calmed down and I mounted him. I was afraid he'd. " Thank you, Beard!" I replied. "You know, CJ never told me why they call you 'Beard'. I was expecting you to actually have a beard," I laughed."Ah. It's just a stupid—" Beard started before CJ interrupted. "Don't listen to him, Baby!" CJ started, laughing. "This is MY story to tell. When we were in high school, Beard—Brent—tried to grow a beard. He was so proud of it." Ohhh! You exaggerate!" Beard cut in."No. Not exaggerating! He bragged about it. And we all told him how great it looked," CJ. Jim wondered if he should stop. He didn’t have to think about it long as his mother opened her legs wide and pushed his head that was underneath the covers down to meet her pussy. Jim started licking and kissing her lips. With every kiss, lick and suck she got wetter and more vocal. Jim slid a finger into her pussy, then another and started to pump them in and out much to his mother's pleasure."Oh Bill fuck your little slave slut," she said as Jim ran his fingers against her inner pussy.