The native tossed the pouch back to its owner and his hands returned to the ripped sleeve of Mindy’s blouse. Despite her arousal, Mindy’s rational thought returned. Sex Her left shoulder ached. He then dragged/carried her close to one of the lean-tos. His jizz trajectory tracked in an arc before plopping across Mindy’s face and hair. Mindy’s reaction again was out of character but to her seemed appropriate. The native noticed the rip in her blouse sleeve. When he came and deposited his load, he pulled out. His hands then quickly moved to her breasts, cupping them through her blouse. Her pussy had other ideas. Her tongue eagerly licked what it could reach. Her frantic movements caused her leg muscles to ripple and her breasts to bounce. The slick clinging walls of her cunt soon proved too much for him to take. He leaned forward, lodging the swollen head of his rod in the entrance to Mindy’s slit. His cock was slipping into the top of her throat and she seriously thought she would choke. The native wanted more than just a lick job. The native pulled a knife from the sheath at his waist and cut the bindings from Mindy’s hands and feet. When he rubbed his big cock head over her clit, mashing it in a wet, hard manner, Mindy shuddered
