He seemed happy with all the thick curls, with the pink wetness of her lips and glistening clitoris.He pulled her pussy apart, leaning close and kissi...ng between the lips. She trembled when he turned his face sideways to kiss the sensitive inner softness of her thighs, his tongue tip dragging over the creamy flesh.She knew his cock was hard. He squirmed his naked ass, the muscular cheeks flexing.She cupped her tits as she looked between them at his fate. Lifting her crotch up, she twisted. Just looking for some fun," she answered, noticing him perusing the delicate collar she wore to let knowledgeable men identify her as a submissive. She reached up and caressed the collar, saying coolly, ?Do you know the kind of fun I mean?"The man gave tired smile and said, "You're a sub, right?"Demurely she looked down, and then nodded, smiling softly.She liked the guy's looks and he seemed to know what she was after. "Okay, sub, what's your name?" Jessica." Of course,? he said and sighed. Why. He mostly watched this time, learning his craft. In another few years, he’d be out on his own so it was important he established contacts and struck up friendships now. We became quite popular when we went on a hunting expedition and shot a woods Buffalo with my rifle, a breed that was getting harder and harder to find. We gave the meat to the tribe but kept the hide, even though it was very heavy. It would fetch a very good price. Jacob impressed them by killing a large bear with the shotgun,. I poked my head into the kitchen and found my father doing a little dance as he stirred something on the stove. I inhaled deeply and sighed when the wonderful aroma of garlic bread wafted up my nose. I hurried up the stairs to change. I was looking forward to dinner, and not just because it smelled so good. James had already arrived when I got back downstairs. He was in the kitchen helping my dad by putting the salads together. They were talking football, because what else would they be talking.