. aggressive is probably the word I want. She initiated our intimacies at least as often as I did, and she was almost always responsive to my overture...s. Sometimes I would simply touch her on the shoulder and she would turn around into my arms saying ‘Do me!’ She never objected to graphic language when we were in the throes of passion, which is something that I really enjoyed, especially when she used it.“She was also adventurous. There was no sexual position that she objected to, and she made. I opened my eyes and then ran a hand up along the inside of his thigh. I touched his hanging ball sack, and it was soft and warm and it would have probably have clung to my hand had it not been for the dry nest of hair around his manhood. I then put my hand on his hot and ridged shaft and gave it a couple of light strokes, making him sigh. Then, after taking a deep breath, I leaned down further and put my mouth on him. Fucking God, Joseph even tasted exotic. That first taste of him was. He threw the bundle off the horse and pulled a rider from behind him. It was the black girl we had seen and the bundle was a collection of scalps of both white and black men. Leaping Fox's father spoke to the guide again."We have found my daughter and our enemies are dead. We will welcome you if you wish to join us in our camp. You have proved that you are not an enemy of the Oglalla Sioux and are welcome in our lands. I give this woman."With that he picked up Leaping Fox and the bundle of. She fears that her sadistic Master will force those objects in her for the first of many times if he sees them.Her tits throb as she connects the IV setup so he can super-size her breasts the way he likes them. She can imagine the "pin prick" as he inserts the IV catheter needles into her tit meat, and the sensations as the cold drops of saline begin to fill her breasts. She dreads it when he slaps her saline-engorged tits, slamming them into each other; the pain is a thousand times more.