Ravina was there, her body glistening with sweat but not hiding the fact that she had obviously been out in the sun for a long time and that her nipples were dark, large, and looked as if someone had been sucking on them. Her crotch was a wild black forest - thick as the fur of some goddamn animal.
She pushed her hands down into her hips, just about finger-width above that unruly tangle, and grinned as if she knew that I was looking at her. Like she knew that my cock was already twitching.
And even then, Eric didn't want to feel her body. What the hell was wrong with him?
Ravina scoffed at Eric. "It's your choice..."
I noticed none of the women reacted angrily to Eric being called by such a dirty woman, as if they were used to it.
Man, I really didn't feel like hoofing it back, not with a bunch of horses just standing right there. But, wait—how come Ravina gets horses and our tribe doesn't? Seriously, what's up with that?
