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I was cumming too, one long final orgasm as I savored the remains of my Master’s satisfaction and he held my head in his gentle hands while we waited patiently for Bandy’s cock to release me. Maybe that’s why she found me.”
“Perhaps,” the Indian was nodding. “A spirit guardian,” he decided, as if passing some sort of judgement on me and the old man sounded a little satisfied, perhaps even smug about it and I wondered what that meant. He glanced at me and then looked again, hard with narrow eyes, and I looked back, curious and unafraid. Bring her to the Table Rock when the sun retires, then she will be welcomed.”
And that was all the old man had to say. Then it was just really tough and I could almost dent it. “The Great Spirits do not rest easily. It was September maybe, and it was raining, but it wasn’t the start of the long wet winter yet.