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Again, in moments they both exploded with such passion that she nearly cried out as the orgasm between them came to a stormy end.
His kisses smothered her, and she was just as excited and heated as he. They clung to each other for long moments. Their sweat created a slickness that enticed them. They laughed softly into each other's ear.
After he rested, he came up against her and kissed her long and breathlessly.
"Did I hurt you?" He whispered wrapping her against him.
"I did not notice," she grinned.
He smiled, "I didn't know it was so…I didn't expect…it was wonderful…" He admitted.
"Yes…you are a great lover. I did not expect it, but I am glad. You are my white husband, and I am yours." She told him with a beaming smile. He kissed her endlessly now, cradling her in his arms. A soft bashful grin rode her face.
"I'm not sorry, Snow Bird. I'll never be sorry for being with you like this." He told her. "I don't know what I was so afraid of, except…. maybe that you wouldn't want me to touch you. That you wouldn't like me, that way."
"Of all the white men I've been around, you are the only one I would want to take me. Especially now!" she whispered.
"What do you mean, especially now?" He asked.
"Now that I know what a great lover you are." She teased.
Then he kissed her again, so softly, so lovingly, she whimpered in his arms.
They both slept well that night with no clothes between them, snuggling into each other, unashamed.
The next morning when he woke up with her in his arms, he bent and kissed her breasts then her lips. So, engrossed in kissing, Ferg had to bring them back to reality.
"Got some coffee goin'," Ferg grunted and stepped over them.
Matt reached for his pants, and hurriedly got dressed, then he brought her dress to her, so she could dress before she got up.
He brought her up in his arms as she pulled the blanket with her, and he kissed her thoroughly, in front of everyone that was awake. "Good morning Mrs. Younger." He said with a big smile.
She grinned.
In front of the fire Ferg and the boys were all sort of waiting to hear how his night went. They were smiling…
Matt knew they wanted to know what he thought of it. He grinned, "Never knew heaven until last night."
They all snickered and grinned at him.
"I could tell from all the moaning and groaning it had to be enjoyable." Ferg laughed and slapped him hard on the back. "Takes me back a little."
"Sorry," Matt blushed.
"No need to be, we all been through it, son." Ferg assured him. "We only wished we could go through those days again. But listening last night was like a real reminder of the glory of it."
Matt poured himself some coffee and Snow Bird joined them, and he handed her his cup and got another.
"Are you all hungry?" Snow Bird asked when no one said anything.
"Starved ma'am." Ferg told her.
She grinned. "I'll get breakfast."
There were several women there, one Mexican, one white and the other was colored. Snow Bird had noted that the black woman sought out men every night, never the same one. Snow Bird shook her head. She needed only one, Matt.
They all seemed to scrounge around for food and coffee. But they all kept in their little clans of people too. They didn't venture out to talk or visit.
