Oilfield Trash

The woman's sexual sounds and her incessant manner re-energized the young American, and now back in the game, he was determined to take her to an orgasm. He could tell she was in a very aroused state but seemed to be missing the final push to take her over. For a time, he tried to go even faster, but it had little effect, then he recalled how she reacted when he played with her nipples. Deciding to try it, he reached forward and began to roll the thick flesh between his fingers. Instantly, her sounds became urgent and she started to toss her head about providing clear evidence he was on the right track. She finally cracked when he started to pull on them at the same time.

"Naaaa...naaaa...maaaa..." she cried out as her body shook. Jake thought she had experienced a nice release but it was only the start as seconds later, another wave arrived, "Ahhhh...ahhhh...naaaa..."

Then, she pushed his hands away from her breasts but continued to thrust back as she let loose with a stream of words he didn't understand. Almost a minute passed before he could tell she was starting to come down and he slowed his movement until they finally stopped. Uvusera, breathing heavily, looked back at him for a moment and then pulled away and fell on her side, and even though Jake still sported an erection, he moved next to her and put an arm over her still twitching body.

Jake woke alone the next morning and after taking a few minutes to collect his thoughts, he dressed and headed towards his tent. After cleaning up, he went looking for Oma and finally located him talking with Kozo at the cattle pens. As if guessing they needed some time to talk, the black man left after they greeted.

"You pleased the chief. He was quite impressed," Oma announced.

"About Uvusera?" Jake asked.

"Yes, I know you struggled with the decision but it had to be done, and choosing her was brilliant," he replied.

"Well, she almost killed me. She has some talents," he chuckled.

"Interesting but not surprising. She didn't get to her position without being skilled," he responded.

"What now?" Jake asked.

"Now? Quite good news. I met with the chief early this morning and he is ready to move forward. It doesn't mean he has given his final approval but he will listen, discuss with the other tribal leaders, and decide his conditions," Oma explained.

"Wow! That is good news!" the oilman replied.

"Yes, very," the advisor confirmed.

"We need to call the office and let them know. This is big," Jake said.

A small shudder ran through the young American as he realized it meant his pretty new wife would soon be headed his way.