It's a nice colour.' Natalie said. 'But I can assure you it will look darling.' She finished combing it now and leapt off the sofa to look at me from ...the front. 'Looking good,' she said. 'Now we begin the snipping! Emma, get me a chair from the other room would you?''What did your last slave die of eh?' Emma said.'Exhaustion' Natalie said dryly. 'Pretty please? I'm busy with Samantha here.''Doh!' Emma cried as she got up from the sofa.'Oh, can you also get that smock thing please dear.' Natalie. She was the prettiest Cheyenne girl I had ever seen. Luckily, I spoke her language, so I asked her name. ‘I am Moon Flower. Are you going to kill me now?’ ‘Nobody’s going to kill you. Hell, I just rescued you. I am not the bad guys.’ She was young and frightened to death that bad things were going to happen to her. She draped her ruined clothing over her body, covering herself as best she could. I helped her to her feet and started walking toward my horse. She followed close behind me. I. I chugged down her juice a cocktail of lust. I licked her back door, it was wet and smelled of musk.My cock was a throbbing but I wasn’t quite ready,So I fingered her pussy, felt her trigger was ready.Her clit was so stiff it felt like iron. I rolled my lips around it, like sucking spaghetti. She twitched and she shook slammed her pie in my face, grabbed my by the ears and rubbed my face all over the place.I was dripping hot goo she said, “You know what to do!” So I climbed in the saddle and we. The place where I was going was little more than a speck of light in the distance. The distance was far. I trudged along, trying to stay on the faint path in front of me, but it was so dark even that was nearly impossible, and I found myself having to retrace my steps and find the path again.The cold surprised me. It took me by surprise when I shivered and found I couldn't stop. As soon as I realized how cold it had become, the wind picked up and made it even more miserable. I crossed my arms.