I hold tight cause I know that if I ever let you go its done its over. I close my eyes at times and see only those eyes and your smile. I cant help it...I feel the urge its like you’re a siren and tonight sweetheart I’m all yours and tonight is all about you…he stared deep into her eyes. In the Darkness of hell her eyes pierced through the night…. They cut like knives and cut through the heart of their victims body to nothing but desire and lust. Scorching the earth with her bodies heat she. The sun was just catching the window, and she would soon be swathed in sun light. I could see one breast in Ian’s face as he chewed hungrily on her left nipple. I could see his cock jammed in her sheath, and could tell that as she was leaning forward, she was getting maximum pressure on her clitoris. She knew exactly what she was doing! I stepped back and saw that by looking through the side of the door by the hinges, that I could see even better. They changed position, and Anne got on hands. The scouts reported to me that the Indian tribes were all on the move down from Canada. I knew it was the start of the “great gathering” of forces to deal with the famous Yellow-hair and the dreaded bluecoats with no mercy. The tribes had nothing to lose. The buffalo were already gone. The dignity and honor of the people was gone with the wind. To die in battle seemed the only recourse in such a no-win situation.It was obvious to me that the time for talking was long past, but the silly. She moved closer to the edge of the bed, cupping her breasts, thrusting them out at him, the outline of the black bra showing invitingly under the tight white top. She spun a little, lifting her skirt to show him her tiny black panties, then peeled the white top off, letting it linger over the mounds of her breasts, exposing herself to his lustful gaze. She could feel his eyes burning into her, and she couldn't wait to get into his pants. Cindy rubbed her own breasts through her bra, then moved.