" George?" It seems logical to me too but I can't say I like it. I enjoy my specialism. On the other hand, it would add variety, I suppose." He did no... look happy."Gareth?"Gareth grinned. "No problem," he replied. "I've still got my private little empire."Nick smiled back. "You never know," he said."And you don't know my wife," riposted Gareth. "I don't know as she'd take to living in a foreign country."There was laughter from everyone bar George who was staring morosely at the table."Well, the. He took care of his morning needs and ate the rest of the cold rabbit from the night before. He then carefully broke down the camp and packed his bags, making sure he didn’t leave anything behind. He stopped before getting the straps set on his shoulders, took a deep breath then slid his arms into the loops of leather. He quickly slipped the pack back off as the previous day’s walk had worn his shoulders raw again from the chaffing of the straps. The padding had worn down again so he opened the. As they walked around, and out on top of the beaver dam, both girls stripped their deerskin dresses over their heads and dove into the clear water. Sky had never seen a naked woman, and though he only saw a flash of skin as they stripped and dove, he liked what he had seen.Feeling unsure as well as excited, he pulled his gunbelt off and hooked it on a limb sticking up out of the dam.He pulled his buckskin shirt and breeches off and hung them on the limb. He turned to see both sisters watching. She watched while Nike's fingers stroked her own labia and clitoris, polishing the little pleasure knob like fine jewelry, gleaming with her own wetness. Nike and Okaya locked eyes, and it was a toss-up as to which of them was enjoying herself more.Taking the initiative, Okaya slowly pushed T'Challa backwards, pressing her breasts against his face. When T'Challa was bent over backwards, Okaya slid forward and impaled herself on his hardened mahogany cock. She moaned in pleasure - T'Challa's.