We do everything together, travel, hang out, and spent every second together. She is an incredible woman, loves life, and her work. She started her ow...n clothing store and just loves it. She sells stuff through her store and online, that people love. I support her in every way, whatever I can do to help I do. However, about a year ago I was put to the test when I accidentally overheard a conversation she had with her friend, Cindy. I was laying on the floor behind the couch trying to keep cool. Dammit, we were beginning to have too much trouble finding game, and many a hunting trip yielded nothing but frustration. Most of the hunters agreed that it was time to move the village to a new location.The biggest problem with that was that the Women’s Council of Elders was not willing to move. Those senile old women had grown to be very attached to our current location and simply could not bring themselves to leave a place with so many memories. Well, we men felt that way, too, but we were. His hips are thrusting towards me as he is close to cumming. I try to delay the final moments, as I savour the feeling of your cock in my hands, fuck it feels good. I wrap both hands around his cock and he thrusts into them wildly. I remove both hands and his cock is throbbing madly, jerking up and down on it's own. Finally, it can not go on any longer and he starts to groan and erupt copiously, right over my shoulder and onto my chest. ”“Shit…” I groaned, knowing I would not be able to hold back.“Wow, you’re that close, huh? Mom will kill you if you stain the sheets.”“God,” I grunted, “do something… I’m going to cum!”Jenny looked about frantically, but saw nothing to catch my cum with. Suddenly, to my surprise, she grabbed my forearm and yanked my hand off my cock. A second later, to my amazement and pleasure, she stripped off her panties, dropped to her knees, and d****d my dick with her satin panties (pressing the cotton.