Sally and Debbie were waiting for me at the college entrance and waved as I got off the bus. They had no idea the adventure I had yesterday and I smil...d to myself, wondering how they would react if I told them."Hey, hey, hey!" said Debbie cheerfully, "Another day, another dollar!"I gave them both a peck on the cheek. "Hey ho, how goes it?" I said.Sally stood dramatically with both hands on her hips, "Ask not what Shakespeare can do for you, but what you can do for Shakespeare!" She then burst. It became a regular thing for him to look forward to fucking my little ass a few times after fucking my sister and looking forward to having seconds in my tight hole. One night for some reason, I wasn't deeply asleep and woke up as he was fucking me. I felt his cock deep in my ass and I really enjoyed it and without knowing it I started to push back to get more of his cock deeper into me. The more I did that the harder he fucked me and he then realized I wasn't asleep anymore. He put his hand. The old man took a deep sigh and spoke, "Our legends also speak of the Spirit Walker, but we had always assumed that he would be Ute. It tells us that he will be our savior and our destroyer in the same breath. Many stories say he should be killed, and many say he should be worshiped. Since the Spirit Walker is a Cheyenne, it answers many questions that we have had. I will hear your words, and see if you will save us, or destroy us."Fighting Hawk looked at the old man, and wondered where else. Delicious, she thought as she went back for more. Simon gathered the equipment he needed and left the closet. He stopped at the doorway and spied on Chelsea for a moment. He watched as she dipped her fingers between her legs then licked them clean. The sight of her tasting their cum was so erotic he was momentarily transfixed. Then she turned her head to him and smiled the most amazing, sexy smile he had ever seen. Chelsea caught movement from the corner of her eye and turned her head to see.