He felt her fingers slide over his neck and it would cause a moan, he was very ticklish along his neck. Her hands in his hair now, that was new, very new. Most women of the tribes were dominating, and pulled your hair. But her, she seemd content just to hold. And he liked it, loved this time with her. " Yes, I must admit I feel comfortable around you. And have dreamed of being the man in your bed. Not just to sleep with you, but to hold you close to me at night, cuddle." He replied to her, in truth.<br/><br/>His hand traced over the mound of her pussy, lighlty moving her bud like clit, slightly caressing it, as his middle finger slipped inside her wet pussy. Tight, it was very good. Very warm and wet to. His other hand move over her breasts as he looked to her, eyes locked. He did not just want to sleep with her, he wanted more.