The other couple was a bit more peculiar. Well, the wife was pretty nice, but we rarely saw her. Her husband, Darnell, we saw a bit too often. He was ... strange guy. He was in his early 50s and had been in the Army. He was about 6'4, muscular but lean and still in pretty good shape. He was often out in his backyard, which was separated from ours along that stretch with a 6' wood privacy fence. The back part of our fence was only 4' tall. That's relevant in that he often appeared at it whenever. They were the leading company in General Greene's division.If you ever find yourself in a shooting contest, ask if the man you are shooting against ever served with Morgan, the old wagonmaster. If he was one of Morgan's riflemen, you might as well swallow your ball and cap your powderhorn. Not since Cresap's time, way back in '75, had I ever seen such shooting. I thought I was pretty good, but those men could dot the I's on a printed page at a hundred paces.One night it really did look like we. She pulled back, enjoying the taste inher mouth. Carls eyes darted in between his mothers face, his sistersbody, and his best friends cock."Pick one. Fuck your sister or your mother. " Maxine's face is hotter you know. But with this body on I must admit idon't mind."Aren looked a bit sad for a moment but it seemed to be very fake. "Illgo get your sister then." She rummaged with the white shirt in the back,before letting Maxine's hair and dis morphed upper half of her face popout behind her.. He was well endowed and would do the job expertly in her mind. His experience for a young man surprised her and delighted her too. The low cut top dropped to reveal her extremely large breasts with enlarged protruding nipples. He couldn't resist any longer and sucked one onto his tongue. It grew harder as he sucked more making her moan aloud. His fingers spread her wetness and easily slid within the slit. Almost immediately his fist was deep within her lady pouch while she unbottoned his.