‘Her name was Morning Star and she was as pretty as her name, even if she was my mother.’ ‘Well, I’ll be damn,’ Jim said and laughed. ‘I g...ess he followed in his father’s footsteps.’ ‘My father and Morning Star used to play together when he’d go visit Iron Buffalo every spring. That’s how they met and as they got older they decided they wanted to marry. He did follow after you, he took those two horses as the bride price,’ William explained, mostly for Lewis’ benefit. ‘My father was a half. I couldnt help but reach between my thick thighs and flick my clit with my finger a bit, sending pleasure to my head. I loved masturbating, especially in front of the mirror, I could see my finger glide between my folds, separating my lips to expose my pink flower. I watched in the mirror as I allowed two fingers to slip in to my cunt, slowly probing my hole with long strokes. I filled my empty hand with my breast and started rolling my nipple between my thumb and forefinger, squeezing. I need to be in control most of the time. In that moment, in that passionate exchange, I had no control over the orgasm that was threatening to overtake my entire being, to consume me from the inside out. I exploded in his mouth, coating him with my juices. As I lay there in post-orgasmic bliss, catching my breath, Khari climbed on top of me, his face glistening with juices, and kissed me, sharing my flavor with him. “Baby, what is that? You . . . taste like candy. What did you do?” I. .. better."With those words, she sealed Khari's fate. From that moment on, he decided that if any girl showed an interest in him, he would pretend to be in love with her so that if and when it got to the point of having sex, she wouldn't complain that he wasn't some super-hung Mandingo. It was his insurance policy. He didn't care who showed him attention, fat, ugly, younger, older, married, dating, nothing in common, he didn't care if she had slept with every man in a 50 mile radius, as long as.