I was so proud of that war club that I carried it everywhere I went outside the hut. I am sure that I got some indulgent smiles when other adults saw ...e walking around with the club hanging from my waist, but I did not care. I wanted it to be known that I was ready to do my part if the situation ever came up.During the winter, Spring Flower had completed her lessons on speaking the Mescalero version of Spanish. I could now speak the language as if I were a native, and I was very proud of that.. Her salvia was dripping from her mouth my cock glistening from the moisture."Give me a go" laughed Nic, as she pulled my cock from Bex's mouth and shoved it into hers.She blew me like there was no tomorrow as if to prove to me and Bex that she could be as dirty, she was rubbing her hand up and down my shaft as it slid in and out of her mouth. Bex leant back on her heels admiring my wife's technique.‘Wow she’s good Paul why on earth did you need me?’ she commented and then leant forward to join. When the timer sounds, she stops pedalling, and releases the clamps, moaning as the blood flow returns. The saddle is saturated in her juices, which she licks off, before sucking each nipple in turn.After a brief respite she selects the third clamp, which has a small egg shaped weight attached to it, again with elastic. She stands in front of the mirror, and with her left hand works her clit down until the hard lump of her pleasure parts is between her fingers. With her right hand she attaches. Most days she acts like she could use a good fuck!” She reached down to stroke my limp phallus. “And you certainly have all the cock she needs!” Her expression grew grim again. “You wouldn’t have any trouble beating her father’s time.”“What does that mean?” I asked. Sandy gave me a look like she was waiting for me to figure something out. “You mean Barney wants to fuck her?”“Right in one,” Sandy replied. “His eyes watch her sweet little ass every time it moves. If she’s in a bikini, he’s got a.