His mother had many struggles but she overcame the cultural odds of the tribe and she earned the right to be respected by his people and given her Ind...ian name "Morning Dove".Would I fit into his world? Soaring Eagle replied with tender words of love, we will have a union and together we will become one in spirit and body. Picking me up, he gently placed me on his blanket and began touching me where no man had gone before. I feel so strange, can this really be happening? As Soaring Eagle. But I couldn't get the thought of Pips tongue out of my mind. Even after seeing those photo's at Pauls I hadn't thought of Pip as a sexual object. He had been a family pet for a long while and that's what I thought of him as.Believe it or not thinking of Pips tongue licking my pussy was making me extremely wet. And my fingers pushed harder into my sopping wet cunt thinking about it. My love juice was running out of my cunt and down my fingers and hand, dripping onto my inner thighs and I could. "And don't come back until you have his autograph on your ass."Now that was bizarre. Johnny had to get his ass signed by this weirdo on the other side of town. Only the guy wasn't just weird, he was gay. Queer. A notorious ass bandit, in fact.Johnny was scared shitless. He was as straight as they come -- a rough-and-tough jock, a three-year letterman in high school (second in conference rushing yardage in his senior year). He lifted weights and had multiple girlfriends. The thought of letting a. I moaned harder, this time in surprise…She stared at me again, giving me an evil grin. But suddenly, after a few moments fingering my asshole, she took off that long finger out and got down from the bus.A couple hours later, I left my office to take the elevator, since my Boss was calling me from his office at the tenth floor.My surprise was great at the fifth floor; when the doors opened and entered the elevator that same hot black woman that had fingered me in the bus. The bitch just smiled.