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I christen thee SkyWolf!" Alice splashed me with a few drops of sweat she’d wiped from her forehead. "Thank you. I love it." I was astonished at how touched I was by what I'm sure was a casual gesture. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and flicked several drops on Alice. "By the power of the pack, I christen thee Seraina, Lady of Peace." I hugged my hunting partner and gave her masturbation a long, slow kiss. A newly born Seraina kissed me back moments later, her eyes as misty as my own. Our perspiration naming ceremony big that began as a joke evoked a powerful and primal truth. We christen babies, name the ships we sail the oceans upon, and the places we live because we want each to love us as much as we love them. What's in a name? That's a philosopher's question, and I don't have the answer. Dennis was my birth name, and it's served me well in my previous life. That life ended the day I’d arrived at Liberty Mountain. Tomorrow belonged to SkyWolf. "Good night, Seraina. We have a long day Big Boobs ahead of us if we're going to add Bambi burgers to our menu." I flicked the light off, and we snuggled together like two spoons in the kitchen drawer. If you want God to laugh, tell him your plans... When we looked outside the next morning snow was falling in near whiteout conditions. It kept snowing for the next three days. Who says fate doesn't have a sense of humor? Chapter 22 Rattlesnake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner is the culinary equivalent of cruel and unusual punishment. I’d about had it with rattlesnake by the end of the third meal on the first day. I skipped the midday meal and picked at supper the second day. I hated snakes as much as Seraina did by the evening of the next day. Mood affects perception. The blue funk of disappointment settling over us transformed our dark and outdoor cozy shelter into a dank and dismal prison. We slept like babies and fucked like rabbits to pass the time. We talked about our lives, food, and life at Liberty Mountain in between sleeping and screwing. I fixed a batch of Lipton Tea flavored with pine needles and our last packet of sugar split between two mugs. The nicest thing orgasm I could say about my hot brew was that it didn't taste like rattlesnake. The Society of Sisters was not as isolated as I’d assumed. Weather permitting, Sheila, the leader of the clan, scheduled trips to Denver to resupply and do some in-person banking every three or four months. The next twenty minutes had Beth screaming in pain as her brother got more aggressive, what had started out as loving kisses on neck had turned into him sinking his teeth into her shoulder, suddenly he dropped her and pushed her forward, he legs were week and she was being held up Jono’s hand tugging orgasm her hair, she had to push both her hands against the wall to keep stable, he then leaned forward licked her face from chin to forehead, “your tears taste sweet, I hope you’re ready for my cum”. “Wonderful,” Shanelle said, lifting her pussy up and down my cock. Fair outdoor enough?” Did she imply Ealaín desired me? The aoi si hadn't looked twice at me. After the dives were done they completed the last paperwork and rinsed off. He rung the doorbell of a large suburban house, a range rover parked in the driveway and Big Boobs friendly light glowing from the windows. So my first proper meal in the Forty-first century was a large double cheeseburger and fries with a coke to wash it all down with. “Thank you!” said Jessie as she kissed Emily goodbye. She began to suck her assjuices off it, as she prepared for her masturbation next birthday treat. “That's why I love you. I think this may be the reason that they are afraid to come up. Oh Dan! She kept screaming as he rubbed her clit faster and faster, she screamed and squirted again and again. I hungered for it. ‘Thank you….words cannot describe how enlightening this has been….I had no idea it would or should feel like this. The shower was small, but still I pushed my right foot against the opposite wall so I wouldn’t drop the most precious thing in my life. He was big RD and the son was RD Junior or RDJ. I didn’t feel anger towards her anymore. Her bowels gripped my dick. Molly asked her sister attackingly.