’ Destiny had heard Matt’s approach but wanted time to cool things a tad so she wouldn’t be rushed and careless in action or thoughts. Destiny l...aned back against Matt as he circled her waist. She tilted her face up for a kiss. Finally breaking off, she took his hand and headed for the bedroom with him in tow. ‘It was this way, wasn’t it? Let’s pick up where we left off.’ ——————————- Destiny writhed on the bed under Matt’s forceful lapping on her cunt. She had wiled his interest and now was. No, the papers were for this land, besides, the white man would treat the land with reverence. Again, the council understood it was a time for peace, with the warriors gone they had no other choice than to sign the papers. Soon the diggers came, opening great holes in the foothills. The people prayed to appease the spirits. **** Students smelled it. It smelled of children, it smelled of secrets, it smelled of pacts, of lonely deaths. One by one by one the students died in spring of ’73.. " Jordan folded her legs and sat on the edge of the bed. As Jordan watched, Clyda concentrated and released her mental control over her cock, and let it begin to grow and expand in front of Jordan. Clyda's cock began enlarging in front of Jordan's view. At first, it looked as though someone had shoved two large pairs of socks, or an equivalent sized bulge into Clyda's panties. Clyda's cock filled with blood, causing an almost instant increase to six or seven inches in length. The sudden. And then it came. A huge torrent of hot seed spurt out of the eye of Isabella's beautiful pulsing she-cock, a thick, white, long rope of semen carrying millions of strong, Latina sperm. Eight or nine more thick, long spurts shot out with so much force that Connie could feel each dense rope splash against the back wall of her thirsty, fertile womb. Connie's orgasm washed over her with an awesome joyous force, her legs locking straight out wide in front of her in uncontrollable spasm as she was.