The staves and baskets were adorned with feathers and pendants and carvings of animal shapes. They didn't look like the stuff that Indians carried abo...t in the movies. Another strikeout for Hollywood.BlueBird touched my arm as I rose to go into the living room, where the elders were gathering."Spirit? Speak only if you wish them all to know of your presence, for they can all hear you better than I," she said quietly.I smiled and nodded. Then I joined Arti in the living room. She, of course, was. About an hour later while I was sitting in the living room watching TV I heard the doorbell ring. I got up and sighed hoping it wasn’t my parent’s home early and opened the door to find Mr. Jenson standing there with what looked like a briefcase. “Hello Emma, may I come in?” he asked softly. I opened the door more for him to walk in and he did so, “What brings you here, sir?” I asked him trying not to sound happy.“I need to speak with you about your math grade.” He said“Oh, I know it isn’t so. I pulled into the first place I could see as her head began bobbing up and down causing wonderfull sensations along my cock, each time she came to the tip her tongue would flick out and wrap itself around the bulbous head of my cock, probing the hole in the end. Reclining the seat I focused the attention of both hands on her stiff nippled breasts, marvelling at the fullness of her soft flesh, lightly pinching her hard nubs causing her to gasp and suck harder at my erection. I knew if I allowed. He had brought a small bag, not much bigger than a briefcase, with him from his car which he placed on the desk in the hotel room. He started by laying out some ground rules, which gave me time to get used to the idea of what we were going to do. Although, he said, he was in charge, he said he would be asking me along the way to make sure I wanted to continue.First he asked me if would let him do an inspection. He obviously remembered that was one of my first fantasies. First he had me take my.