She wanted him.Her arousal level was high, and he began crossing nails all along her back, and sucking on her neck and whispering into her ear."You're... so beautiful, sweetheart." he laid upon the altar of the temple that was her body as he worshipped it.She could only moan and reach back and run her hands through his hair, while he brought his hands around her abdomen, grasping her tightly, before coming across her breasts. She moaned and turned to kiss him, and as their lips locked in a dance,. "Welcome home, Brother," he said in a deep baritone voice filled with happiness, before his gaze fell on me and his demeanor changed."Who is this with you?" he demanded in that deep voice."Brother, this is Margie O'Connell," Robert answered before turning to me."Margie, this is my older Brother, Makhpia—Luta. In English that translates as Red Cloud, but he is most often addressed as Jason. You may call him either," he finished."How do you do?" I asked, "I'm pleased to meet you." Jason did not. And what they were doing just felt so wrong and yet strangely so right that she knew she never wanted it to end. Shocked that she was willingly giving this stranger head, she just couldn’t stop lapping at him. Finally, his balls growing achingly tight with the need for release, he pulled out of her mouth with a satisfied grunt telling her, “Much as I’d love to finish in your mouth, what I really want is to come in your pussy and see you dripping with my cum.”All she could do was nod and roll. I begged her to tell me her name she hesitated until i began to massage her breast and then she gave in. Helen she called out. I reached behind her and undid her strap letting her bra slowly fall away. Before me was a pair of breast like no other i have ever seen. They were soft to the touch, firm yet smooth and malleable. the nipples where deep pink and smoothly raised up to a hard point. I then undid my bra and Helen leaned down and began sucking on them. At first is was a gentle sucking.