I heard Lori say, "Oh John, suck that cock. I know you can deep throat this prick for me, please show me."Beside myself with lust and need, I decided ... was going to give the best blow job anyone had ever given. The big warm cock slid in and out of my mouth and with each thrust it went deeper. I realized that I was moaning and my sounds were being muffled by the man's dick.Just as the cockhead reached the entrance to my throat, I felt Lori or somebody, take my cock into their mouth. The blow job. It did not take long till he roughly pushed my bra out of the way to let his mouth find my nipples. His moan of god i have been wanting this gave me shivers. My palm found his bulge as i began to rub firmly at his soft cock. God i wanted to see what i had dreamed about for so long. I firmly pushed him away from me and slipped to my knees before him. my hands worked quickly at his belt then botton tugging his zipper down i tossed open his jeans and reached into his boxers. Everything i had been. Were you wrong? Did anyone else see your action as wrong?”“No. In fact the tribe were glad to see the Shaman get his comeuppance: he was not well liked except by a small coterie of sycophants. They quickly backed down when he died.”“That what do you want a police force for?”John was now stumped, as his assumed need had been demolished. He tried to divert the subject.“What about a wise woman figure like Maranga was in her tribe, a sort of social welfare official, to help with family problems. Soon they were open and her hand had slid under the elastic of my y-fronts and down to grasp my cock. It was bliss. I followed suit, opening her jeans and pushing my hands down the front of her panties into her luxuriant pubic hair, finally finding the slit and sliding my fingers into he cunt. It was sopping wet.She wanked my cock as I fingered her and we continued to kiss frantically, tongues all aggressive. I could smell her femininity - a mixture of her hairspray, her makeup, and her.