By this time, they were all dead, including that horse that I had only wounded earlier. I didn't take any loot from this fight except for some .44-40 ...artridges one of the Indians had in a pouch. The rifles were all in such sad shape from never having been cleaned after shooting, that they were not worth taking. I did break them by pounding them on rocks to keep them from being used by other Indians. I left everything as it was and resumed my riding.I was not headed to any specific. " Mitch said as he put his hand on the small of Emma's back, and pulled himself so close, that the tip of his penis touched her belly button. Emma wanted to stop herself, but she couldn't. It had been so long since she had a man inside her. She needed this. Mitch felt Emma's hand cautiously touch his penis. She wasn't trying to stimulate him, she wanted to touch it, explore it, as if she had forgotten what one felt like.Emma couldn't control herself, she dropped to her knees and stared at. As Betty made her son's dick hard , Eddie put Olivia on top of his doggystyle & fisted both cunts , before he got lube & fingered their assholes , Olivia took the huge prick up her butt first & screamed in pain & pleasure followed by Betty who was gaped & loving experiencing the anal onslaught that her son/master gave her many times before . .Once they both received anal creampies , Eddie sprayed their faces in with a urine stream . Stinking of man champagne , Olivia never had been so. ’ I returned the purposeful stare that he cast into my eyes. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t even speak. I just returned the kiss and let him lift my old, baggy T-shirt over my head, completely forgetting that I was hardly dressed to be romanced, let alone be seen by anyone. My hand found its way up to his chest underneath his shirt and I could feel his heart pounding as his warm breath quickened from his kisses that trailed to one of my breasts. Instead of attacking my nipple with a.