It must have gone home. Maybe a search party will backtrack the horse and find the rider.Running Eagle sat back on his haunches to study the situation... The rider might need medical attention and the horse might not make it back to her stable. Reluctantly he stood up. “There are too many maybes,” he mumbled and started to look for a way down. He readjusted his leather pouch and the bow and arrows on his back and quickly descended the overhang. His knee-length moccasins were well suited for rock. And trembling... whining voice...gives away nothing... as you continue... panting... moaning...gasping... and grunting... just like some other... white... and beatendown... fear trained... common slut... for Him... and even when He'sfinally cumming... and shooting His load... far up inside... yourupturned... and jiggling... naked white ass... cursing... while He'spumping... His huge wad... of sticky white cum... into your nakedass... both of you... pretending... that it's actually your. Mom’s boobs jumped up and down when Rohit did not grab them, making a fap noise. Mom fucked my elder brother for a few minutes and then she kept her hands on his chest. It was mom’s signal for Rohit to take over.Rohit wrapped his hands around mom’s back, lay her on the bed, started moving his hips slowly and fucking mom in a missionary position. Mom moaned in pleasure with Rohit’s pace increasing, kissing Rohit when the pleasure was high. She wrapped her milky legs around Rohit’s hips first and. “Smells good,” she said. “What is it?”“Lasagna,” he said. “And garlic bread.”“You couldn’t possibly have made that while I was taking a shower!” she said, almost her normal self.“I cheated,” he said. “I made it at home. I’m just warming it up in the oven.”“You made lasagna?” she asked, amazed.“Yes,” he said. “I hope you like Lasagna. I like it. I didn’t know what kind of food you liked.”“I love lasagna,” she said.“Excellent,” he said.They ate the salad first, and he didn’t take the lasagna out.