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His fingers moved over her soft, full lips. His touch was strong yet gentle. The native noticed the rip in her blouse sleeve. Looking at it, he noticed the scrape she had received in the accident. He called out to one of the tribesman who tossed him a pouch. He reached stripping into it and his fingers came out covered with a liquid. He rubbed it on the wound and Mindy immediately felt a cooling sensation. The native tossed the pouch back to its owner and his hands returned to the ripped sleeve of Mindy’s blouse. His strong hands grabbed the sides of the opening and ripped it lengthwise down her arm. The sound of the tearing cloth rang out like a gun shot. “NOOOOO, stop. Don’t,” Mindy pleaded. He continued tearing at the sleeve until it was pulled away from where it joined the shoulder of the blouse. He tossed the material to the ground. His hands then quickly moved to her breasts, cupping them through her blouse. “NOOOOO PLEAAAAAASE, don’t do that, don’t touch me,” Mindy shrieked in protest. The native cupped and fondled her full breasts, his thumbs brushing over the tips. The stimulation hardened her nipples and Mindy was surprised that they were responding to such unwanted manipulation. He unsheathed his knife and Mindy’s eyes widened in terror. He inserted the sharp tip in the other sleeve of her blouse and sliced a small slit near the shoulder. He drove the knife into one of the poles, freeing his hands. He grabbed the sleeve at the opening he had created and ripped it as he had done the other. Soon Mandy had a sleeveless blouse that was tattered at the shoulders. His hands returned to her breasts, fondling them again but in a more possessive and demanding fashion. Again his thumbs moved over her hardened nipples and this time his fingers squeezed and tweaked her hardening buds. Mindy’s breathing was ragged and gasping, her heart felt as though it would explode out of her chest. The native’s hands moved to the neckline of mature her blouse. He looked her in the eyes and Mindy’s eyes met his. She could see the lust and superiority in his gaze. He was in control. His hands ripped her blouse open, the buttons flying off. “AAAAIIEEEEAAAA, NOOOOOOOOO.” She was wearing a stretchy sports bra that hugged her twin mounds and somewhat bear flattened them. The native retrieved the knife from the pole and slipped it under the material between her breasts. Mindy looked down and saw the gleaming knife tip poke through the cloth. “AAAWWWWW … NOOOOOOO … PLEASE.” The native pulled the blade away from her body and the sharp edge slowly sliced its way through the stretchy material, parting the sports bra as it moved upward. When the blade reached its destination, the bra was split open and it popped free, revealing her firm, ripe mounds party for all to see. The native stared in appreciation at the white captive’s lovely breasts. If Mindy had looked down at him or at the other natives, she would have seen large hard cumshot cocks poking from their loin cloths. The native took the knife tip and lightly teased around Mindy’s nipples. Even though Terri had started bear wearing more flattering clothes, the underwear was clearly chosen by Sylvia as confirmed by Terri. Leona smiled and held up her hand for a high-five. That's it baby! I replied 'yes, sure, See you!’ It seems that now - I'm in the club of mature the company - and finally hoped to deserve some big money. I was naked, curled up around David’s feet. Allison got up and went over to help Amy with the keys. I got to my feet and said, It seemed like the right thing to do. I have a lot of trouble getting that big head in there because I hate lube as well party as condoms and I never use either. I said, ok baby, I will do that later. "What?" she said, smiling. Nicole, that’ll be your job. “Pater's mighty cock!” “Thank you, Ms. Rowbottom,” I said and stepped into thunderous applause. Without giving it any further thought, I walk into the alley and shout at him. He sniffed my ass cumshot and started to lick like he did before. I nodded, thrusting hard. I groaned as I slid deeper and deeper into my daughter's pussy. They’re no greater than the ants they crush under their boots. “I need them though, you see. I licked and lapped. I turned off the light and joined her. When my boy arched his back and moaned like stripping a wounded animal, I understood he could not take it anymore.