Fighting Hawk was laughing so hard he couldn't get up.Once they were all on their feet Fighting Hawk hugged each woman. He was happy to see that Raven...now had a dress on, even if Pretty Storm was still naked with a rope hanging from her neck. After kissing all of them he started for the house again, and in his hand was the rope of Pretty Storm. She had a dreamy and dazed appearance. He just shook his head and led the way back home.After a few days his women settled down and he was once again. The life he was living wasworse than the old Burt's life. At least back then he'd had Mavis. Now hedidn't have nobody.He had hard graft from sun up to sun down in a filthy body with no brainsto speak of. He had precious little money. He had few mates and no woman.He had his drafty old hay loft to sleep in night after night. His lifewas miserable.The only thing that made him happy was when he put his lot in life out ofhis mind and just thought about his pride at being a hardworking man. Hedidn't. Justin breathed heavily. “You have been a bad girl. Such a bad girl… Are you touching yourself, baby? My cock is so much better than your fingers. So long and thick. I can make you cum so good.”I looked at Amber, who was now touching her chest, which was large and quite perky if I do say so myself. “Please make me cum. I’ve been so bad.”she nearly cried out.She moved her hand to the waistband of her pink shorts and I couldn’t handle it anymore. The whole situation was taking me to my breaking. To my surprise the door was open.I stood at the bedroom door. Her panty was lying near the bathroom.“Come here!”“Ok.” I walked to the door of the bathroom. She was sitting on the European closet which faced to another side of the bathroom. She was holding up her sari and I could see her bare thighs and ass. They seemed so soft and huge pressing against the closet. She said “I am such a bad hostess, I didn’t even offer you some water. It will be there in the refrigerator. Help yourself… aagh…”.