He'll be my left hand."Sid nodded his head; understanding the significance of the reference to the left hand. It was the hand that held the reigns in ...battle and allowed the rider to use their sword. Among the nomads, the left hand was the hand that freed them to act. Sid said, "That is good." I can think of no man better," Gregor said.Fred carried the bowls with camp noodles over to where Sid and Alice sat next to the fire. Without saying a word, he handed a bowl to Alice. Alice leaned over to. Of course."I giggled but then remembered that she had brothers and not sisters!Could she be clueless? Didn't she have other female friends...likemaybe in high school or something? I began my daily ritual by openingup the draw in the sink cabinet and taking out my color palette andbrushes.As I began to apply just a hint of color, I noticed in the mirror thatJo was watching quite intently. I smiled at her letting her know Ididn't mind her watching."You do this every day?" She was honestly. Pamela then put her she-meat on my lips as Layla kept drilling my tight ass,I licked Pamela`s she-meat like a lollipop then swallowed half of it,it was too big and thick for my mouth as I choked on it,Layla out her hand on the back of my head forcing my mouth deep in Pamela`s she-meat as Layla continued fucking me hard,I was trying to deep throat Pamela`s she-meat but couldn`t,then Layla looked at Pamela and said this sissy man whore is ready for you now,i`ve opened him up for you,Layla pulled. “Of course dear.” she smiled before continuing, “Did you?” she asked. “Well YEAH!!” I laughed in response. “It has been the best sexual experience I've ever had with you since our first time.” I could see it in her smile that she felt loved. I held her for a little bit until it was 8 o'clock (we had to leave at 8:30 PM) before asking her if she wanted one last quicky. She stood there, pretending to think cutely before answering with a “Well, why the hell not? But only with our pants off okay?.