“I’m a kid who owns your ass now, bitch!” I told him, even as his pants and underwear dropped suddenly and the words “Property of Nicholas Dur...nt” appeared on his buns.“Holy smokes, it’s really you doing this shit, with just your words!” the senior female agent, a fortysomething, redhaired harridan in a pantsuit who might look decent if she didn’t carry herself like such a ballbuster, reacted now.“Yes, I’m doing it again, too. From now on, your tits are my property,” I declared, as her blouse. ’ ‘It ain’t too hard. Just watch what you are doing. First, why don’t you take a box of those cigars over and give them to Red Cloud? Tobacco is hard for them to get, so it makes for good trade goods and is a valuable friendship gift.’ I picked up a box and took it over to Red Cloud. As he accepted it, he just nodded and smiled at me. I went back to my place and said to Grandpa, ‘He still didn’t speak to me – he just smiled and nodded.’ ‘Remember, he’s still the Chief of the Sioux and he has to. I mean the real biggest? Would you model them for me? Maybe that will give me some ideas on how to get John to wear them."It was a pretty lame excuse, I thought, but hey, who was I to argue? "Ah, sure, sure. I suppose." I stood up and went for my belt.She stopped me. "For heavens sakes, not here. Go change in the bedroom and come back out." Oh," I said. "Sorry." Guess her marriage speech was more real than I had hoped. Oh well. Just keep playing, I thought.I stepped into the bedroom, dropped my. He started off slowly thrusting it in and then almost pulling it out and she began to cry out “fuck me Derk – fuck me – please fuck me.”Now he began to pound it in and out with all the strength he could muster. It felt so good to be inside of her and he desperately wanted to cum. As she urged him on he kept ramming it in and out with ever increasing speed and force. Aime was slapping the surface of the bed with her hands as she felt him shoot his load. Derk kept thrusting it in and out getting.