I position myself over you, pressing myself against you. You’re more than wet enough for me to slip in, but still clenching now and then, coming off...of the high I brought you to. Patience. Slowly. Gently. And then I am in. And you give me that deep, throaty moan of absolute delight, followed by a groan of despair at the fact that you cannot wrap your legs around me this time. Now the smile is triumph. I start slow. I don’t want to hurt you, or myself, and you’re still clenching often and hard. “HEY!” Kristina grabbed me around the middle holding tight. “Pull his pants off Ana, quick!” She did and I just gave up fighting. “You guys! GAWD!”Kristina backed me around up against the bus and started playing with my penis immediately joined by Ana and they were laughing so hard they got weak. I was totally aroused so I started feeling them back, both of them and the petting got serious before I stopped and said, “Okay, okay. You win,” and they let me go stepping back watching their victim’s. I knew the only talk at this point would be bloodshed. The only question was who would be the ones shedding the blood. Would it be the United States Cavalry or the American Indians with hope all but lost?The answer to that would be at the Little Big Horn and I knew when they started looking at the maps in the planning tent that the event was inevitable. I had no intent to reverse the course of history. It was a decision that I made years ago in the American Civil War. I knew enough of the. Now he was seeing all that in real life. Now he was feeling all that on his own back. Such brutality? How it was possible? The women now were like witches, like wild rabid beastess?? Both women were pushing harder and harder their shafts in the man’s openings. They were sweat and hot. In one moment ? few their colleagues crowded around them and started caressing and kissing them. Many hands were moving over the hot female forms increasing the love flames more and more. The women pushing with.