Giselle noticed him becoming increasingly flushed and soon responding by thrusting his hips, until she scarcely had to stroke him any longer. He was g...ing to cum any second now.Suddenly, she felt him grab her head."Quick! Down! Can't mess my uniform!" he cried.She felt her hair being grabbed and her face sank into his lap, just as a fountain of sperm erupted from his cock. She had no time to protest, and the thick jets caught her squarely in the face.It was over in about ten seconds. She felt. Seeing that they could not get to the cabin before the door was broken in, Joe ordered them to shoot their crossbows, even though they were at maximum range. Each man fired, and three bolts arced toward the Indians clustered around the door. By the purest luck, the bolts fired by Ed and Turtle wounded two Indians, but the white bolt fired by Joe killed a man with a shot square between his shoulder blades.A second bolt was on the way almost before the first bolts had landed, and this time, two. “I didn’t mean it like that,” Emily said. “I just mean that...”“That what?” Sandra interrupted. “That you don’t get horny anymore? You know that I’m not going to believe that, not when I was the one who helped you pick out a vibrator last year.”Emily’s face blushed that the reminder. She had read an article in a woman’s magazine about them and decided that it might help ease her lonely nights. Not knowing the first thing about buying one, she had turned to Sandra who proved a virtual. ”He went through to his study, dumped the pile of files on his desk, and from there walked quickly to the kitchen to meet his wife.He walked in, to find his wife bending down at the oven, with a young man beside her, his face hidden for the moment.“Alicia? Who is this?” he asked in a querulous voice.“Oh, hello dear. This is our son-in-law, Reginald Robertson. He knows a bit about cooking, so I have been showing him round the kitchen. He is going to be a great asset to Freda, what with being.