“AAAHHHH MMMMYYYY GAAAAWDDDD,” Julie wrenched her mouth from the native who was kissing her and wailed as the chief’s thumb moved back and forth over her clit, teasing and mashing the nervy nub.
There were now two women kissing Julie, one was moving her lips over her face the other clamped to her mouth, the native’s strong tongue was dominating the captive’s mouth.
Two of the natives were kneeling on each side of Julie to play with her breasts, alternating hands, fingers, tongues and mouths as each nipple was kept busy in all ways, shapes and forms.
Julie closed her eyes. Her body was being stimulated in so many ways that she was having trouble discerning what was happening to which body part. That “problem” disappeared when the chief leaned forward and the point of her tongue made contact with Julie’s clit.
“Ah, ah, ah … OOOHhhh, AAAHHHH,” Julie moaned as the chief flicked and teased the love button with her strong and agile tongue. As her tongue worked on Julie’s clit, the chief inserted her index finger inside Julie’s tight cuntal channel.
“GAAAAWWWD, SOOOOO Gooooooddd. Yesssss, YESSSS … your finger.” The woman kissing Julie then returned her mouth to Julie’s, her moans becoming muffled.
The chief then replaced her tongue with her mouth, sucking the clit bud into her mouth, lightly nibbling at it as her finger started sawing in and out of Julie’s gushing pussy. The chief then inserted her index and middle finger before curling both fingers up to push upward on Julie’s g spot.
The orgasm exploded through Julie’s body, which arched upward, almost levitating off the platform.
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Julie’s screeching orgasm reached Liz’s ears and she turned her head toward the place where her daughter was the centerpiece of a sexual feast. She shuddered as her mind processed the fact that her daughter’s screams sounded far more pleasurable than painful.
The native alone with Liz also heard the sounds of pleasure and said something in her native language. Liz couldn’t make sense of it. The native’s expression was both commanding and feral. The lust in the woman’s eyes made Liz shiver in both fear and anticipation.
The woman reached behind Liz’s neck and wound her fingers in her hair. She pulled her face down while her other hand cupped a breast and pushed it against Liz’s face. She rubbed the mound back and forth, the nipple rubbing over Liz’s lips.
Liz closed her eyes and decided to resist. She kept her lips pressed tight as the hard nub of the nipple moved back and forth.
The native then slapped Liz with an open palm, a light but stinging blow. Her other hand still firmly held Liz’s hair. Her eyes popped open and she looked in the native’s eyes, which were narrowed. The hand raised again but didn’t strike. She slowly moved it back to her breast and again forced the nipple against Liz’s mouth.
This time, her lips parted, and the hard bud gained entry. The woman again said something Liz couldn’t understand but she lightly jiggled her breast and forced more of the mound into Liz’s mouth. Liz knew the woman wanted to feel her tongue and she obliged.
Liz swirled her tongue over the nipple and her mouth sucked on the tit flesh. She could hear the woman groaning in approval. Her other hand forced Liz’s head against her breast, almost smothering Liz’s face.
As Liz worked on the breast flesh in her mouth, the native raised her knee and rubbed it up across Liz’s upper thigh until it reached her crotch. The woman started to push and rub her knee against Liz’s wet pussy.
“MMmmffggg,” Liz’s reaction was muzzled against the woman’s breast. Liz tried to adjust her legs to accommodate the hard, insistent contact of the women’s knee.
As Liz humped her hips, the woman moved her other breast to Liz’s lips. This time, the native kept her nipple lightly against Liz’s lips, inviting the captive’s tongue to reach out and explore. Liz used her tongue to circle and lap at the sensitive nub and was rewarded with a loud moan of approval.
The woman then leaned down; her hand that was still entangled in the hair at the base of Liz’s neck pulled Liz’s face up. The native mashed her mouth against Liz’s lips and her strong, agile tongue invaded, dancing against Liz’s tongue.
With her free hand, the native cupped Liz’s right breast, eliciting a gasp. She pressed and molded the firm mound, the palm rubbing over Liz’s erect nipple. Liz could feel tingles of further arousal running through body and especially her pussy. Then the woman captured the nipple between her thumb and index finger. She squeezed, pulled and played with the pleasure nub until Liz’s body shuddered.
The native broke the kiss and her hand released its grip on Liz’s neck. Both hands were now in play on both breasts. She pushed and flattened them, molded them together from the outside to force them together, all the while tugging and teasing on the rock-hard nipples.
Liz was still humping against the woman’s knee and along with the stimulation of her breasts, she felt an orgasm about to crest. Her body was slick with sweat.
“OOOOHHHHH MMMMMYYYY GODDDDDDDDD,” Liz let out with a growl. “I’m CUMMMIIINNNGGG.”
The native could feel the moisture of Liz’s orgasmic fluids against her knee. Satisfied – for now – the native stepped back to gaze at the captive. Liz’s eyes were closed, her head sagged, and her breasts were heaving with the heavy breathing of her climax.
The woman slid her right hand down her own body, over her stomach until it reached her simmering snatch. She used her index and middle fingers to rub up and down her slit, humping her hips as her fingers were coated with her own secretions. She brought her fingers to her nose and smiled as she sniffed her womanly scent. She then offered them to Liz, who inhaled the pungent musk. The native then rubbed her fingers over Liz’s lips, spreading some of the moisture.
The woman then knelt to untie Liz’s feet, then stood up and released Liz’s wrists. Liz’s knees were wobbly as the woman led her to the side of the hut to where several animal skins were spread on the ground. The woman pointed to the “bed” but Liz remained standing. The native then pushed Liz, using her lower leg to hook Liz’s ankles and send her tumbling to the ground.
The native pounced on Liz, rolling her on her back. The woman’s mouth found Liz’s right breast. Her tongue was strong, long and limber. Liz had never felt her nipple being licked in such a forceful yet soft manner. The tip of the woman’s tongue flicked Liz’s hard nipple so that it bent and folded with each pass.
As her mouth devoured Liz’s tit, her hand moved over her partner’s stomach and to her womanly V. Her had cupped Liz’s mound, the heel of her hand mashed down on the pubic bone.
“AAAAGHHHH, please … NOT SO HAARRRD,” Liz moaned as the woman’s strong hand took control of her sex.
The native moved her mouth to Liz’s other breast just as her index finger parted the slick lips of Liz’s cunt. It slipped inside and probed. The stimulation forced Liz to arch her back, sending her breast hard against the woman’s demanding mouth and eliciting a shuddering sigh as the finger probed her most intimate place.
The woman’s free hand was busy playing with Liz’s right breast, fingers squeezing, twisting and pulling at the hard nipple as the other tit was being licked and nibbled. The finger in Liz’s cunt began to saw in and out of her love tunnel and the native’s thumb started to rub the top of Liz’s vagina, teasing and stimulating her clit bud.