She stuffed my panties into her mouth (I noticed she made sure to put the crotch in first, so the filthy material would be against her tounge, getting... the full flavour of my stinking cunt) and she grabbed my wrist, pulling me even deeper, fucking my fingers hard. I could tell she wouldn't last long at all as she was bucking against my hand, crying out in muffled moans, her dripping wet cunt squelching around my fingers. I added my fourth finger (she was certainly no virgin) and she pulled me in. Two groups lowered themselves and moved into position. Ma, Dau, and the younger ones remained with me. They would both watch around me as I used the bow and provide deterrence of the animal charging into me. This was a tactic we found very successful and minimized danger to anyone in the pack, me included.I approached from the back and side when the elk was startled, not by us, but by a bison struggling in the ravine. Somehow, it had aimlessly walked into the ravine and seeing the approach. I suppose my mother might have carried around a lot of repressed anger, and that the reason why she was so hard on me was to be able to release some of that pressure. As I grew up, she began focusing almost all of her energy on trying to teach me how to be a righteous person, or as I said, at least an image of respectability. Needless to say, I tried very hard to avoid my mother’s attention, but that was difficult, to say the least.’ She coughed once and took another sip of the water before she. He pushed on her back and she bent over slightly, immediately feeling his tongue licking her pussy. She stepped out of her panties with one foot and spread her legs open a bit. His tongue spread her pussy lips apart and penetrated her pussy. He had his hands on her hips and moved her back and forth, riding on his tongue. It was stiff and long and hard, and she soon felt that familiar feeling rising in her. In less than a minute she had an intense orgasm as he continued fucking her with his.