The lace, tickled my fingers, as I slowly ran my fingers across her panties“boy are you wet” “I know it started when you started rubbing my shou...ders..Uhmm”I pressed my fingers against her cunt, rubbing up and down, her hips started moving with my fingers. I hiked her skirt up higher, slid her to the edge of the desk, my hand still working on her cunt, her juices soaking her panties, when I moved foward to her, she looked at me“What are you doing?” “just relax..”I pulled her panties aside, her. .bas…tau ji ab jaldi se apna lundMeri chut me ghusa do ab meri chut ko lund ki behad jarorat hai yah aur kisi chij seBahalne vala nahi yeh to keval kund se hi sant hoga .“lagta hai ab to lund dal kar tujhe chodna hi parega” vo meri chut ko ghurte huye boleMai chahak uthi ” ha..han…han….tau ji jaldi se chodo na ” , chodta ho bhai aisi bhiKya jaldi hai , aap nahi jante tau ji ias samay meri chut me bari tej kulbulahat machRahi hai . ” hota hai….. ” vo meri tango ko apne kandhe par charate huye. Mom usually gets home around 5p.m. and it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news when the door flew open and mom crashed through the door. She was covered in snow as she shivered and shook closing the door behind her. She was dressed in a long winter jacket but only a dress ,nylons and high heeled boots that came up to just below her knees underneath. I told her that I didn’t hear her pull in. I didn’t she replied I went off the road about a mile from here so I walked. The clamor for a reprisal was overwhelming. Literally everybody in the village was in favor of "teaching those damned Comanches a lesson." Our normal war chief was down with an illness he caught during the winter, and few people expected him to survive. The result was that I was elected to be the war chief for our punitive raid since my skill and luck were unblemished. Uh-oh, I knew that meant that I was in trouble. However, Dove pushed the hardest, and my other wives went along, so I had to.