The last Brave threw his stone hatchet at me before running out of the river and back toward where the Braves had left their horses on the far side of...the river. I felt the hatchet hit me just above my left eye as I tried to dodge it and everything went black.I woke on the shore of the river with my feet still in the river, I was soaking wet. Reflex caused me to reach for my rifle and I found it still across my chest, I felt for the pistol and it was hanging by the leather thong that was tied. While I find most rather boring tales of boy meets girl, boy takes girl to hotel room type encounters, some are rather fascinating. The ones I find most fascinating stimulate me in an intellectual sort of way, but others are just plain arousing. The ones I find most arousing, for me at least, are the girl-girl encounters. This is no real surprise when I think about it. I was never really a fan of porn movies, my attitude always being that if you have to watch videos of other people having sex. He began suckling the left breast and after about a minute moved his hand to my thigh. I did not get upset and slightly opened my legs. He must have taken that as an invitation and began to rub my clit through my panties as He sucked. After only a short time I felt my body shiver and tense as i had an orgasm. I leaned down and kissed steve on the forehead. I said "thank you it's been a long time". Then I put my hand on his cock through his shorts and rubbed slightly for about 30 seconds. My frame stiffened and my mind reeled. Without warning, Daddys pointer finger shot down, moved my panties aside & plunged into my dripping virgin hole. I started to scream, but Daddy put his other hand over my mouth, effectively stifling the sound. shhh, Babygirl, shhh..just relax. Daddys gonna teach you a lesson..Daddys gonna teach you..how to fuck like a big girl, how to please Daddy he murmured against my face, close to my ear. I was so overwhelmed with feelings..i started to cry again..