When I walked in, she was leaning over, putting something back in the refrigerator. She didn't see me at first, so I just stood there quietly admiring...the view.She was dressed in nothing but a long tee shirt, barely down to her thighs, and a pair of hot pink bikini panties which was clearly visible through the thin material of the white cotton tee. I just gazed at her ass, her slender waist, feeling my cock begin to twitch in a not-unwanted way.She stood up, let the door shut and turned toward. That is the tradition.”“Tradition again. How does tradition get changed then?”“It doesn’t; that is why it is tradition.”“Quite a set-up. The Chief and his male cronies set up rules that benefit them, then they become tradition; and tradition cannot be changed, as there is no mechanism to enact change. That sounds ripe for revolution, if there is no way to make changes without violence.”“But there is a procedure for change. A Chief can be challenged to battle, and the winner becomes Chief.”“I. Ryan hollered loudly when he came in his ass, and buckled over on Matt’s back, clutching him while his cock spasmed away inside. Then, just because he found Matt especially adorable today, he sucked his beautiful 7 inch cock until it shot a large load of cum down his throat. He instructed Matt to stay naked the rest of the day, which suited Matt just fine anyway. He loved being naked, and he loved his new living situation ... a lot.Ryan then laid his long, lean naked body out on a floating. "I am not sure what I mumble as I kiss the back of her head. Lily drapes my arm over her hip and places my hand on her stomach. I am too far asleep to notice the bareness of her skin.I slowly wake up. I have a massive boner and it's riding intercrural between her perineum and vulva. My hand is on her bare stomach, but something doesn't feel quite right. My memory quickly refreshes. I slowly lift the cover and see Lily sleeping beside me. I quickly get myself out of bed and practically run to.