They wore buckskin clothing. A young girl sat at one end. Her white, beaded buckskin dress flowed down over her high-topped moccasins. Adams had never...met her but he knew her. She was the girl in the photograph given him by an investigator he had hired. She should be dead.The older man sitting in his regalia was all too familiar. The so-called shaman, Michael ‘Mike’ Peterson, closely associated with the younger buckskin-clad boy sitting to Peterson’s right. A boy! Adams viewed with him disdain.. .. don’t ... stop that ... please don’t ... stop ... please ... oh don’t ... stop ... oh please, don’t stop ... oh please ... yes!”She delivered it well, then dove back into the kiss with a little shared giggle.With her on top my hands had nothing to do, so they went naturally to her tits. Yet again I was struck with just how good they were to hold and to squeeze and to twist the nipples while my palms held each mass by itself. I broke the kiss and wiggled my tongue, she understood the noises. More

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