When I told her that she said that she likes being curled up to me and if I didn't mind if she could just pull off of her shirt instead. I asked her i... she thought it would be weird doing that but she just shrugged the question off and kept looking at me. Finally I said OK u can take it but don't cuddle to close. She did just the opposite and snuggled up to me as close as she could get. By now my cock was rock hard and I though she might see it sticking up through the blanket. As she adjusted. Swan held the bow horizontally in front of her and pulled the string with her thumb. She was a good shot, but didn't hold the string drawn and aim. She pulled it back and released it quickly.Her bow was short enough to carry in the quiver with her arrows, and her arrows were small also, as were the points. I asked how she would kill a buffalo with the small arrows. She said that several arrows could kill a large animal, but large animals were usually killed with a spear or a rifle.Swan and I. As she eased me forward, my weight fell on a rigid structure of some kind. It felt like wood, with some leather padding. Before I knew it, I was locked in the set of stocks Mistress recently had installed in the living room. She had never put me in them before, but I guess I should have seen this coming. My neck and wrists were closed in tight with only a little wiggle room. It was awkward being bent forward at this angle, but I could lean my weight onto my wrists and collarbone to ease the. " I was in heaven. This was only the fourth time a girl had sucked my cock, and this older woman had WAY better technique than the girls around my age. She had my cock all the way in, and I could feel my cock tip hitting her throat sometimes.But despite her best efforts, I didn't last more than maybe three minutes before I knew the inevitable was about to happen. "I'm going to come," I said quietly, not wanting to shout it with the rest of the party not all that far away. "Do it! I want it.