They pressed ever more tightly under the banner of our king.Still our messenger told us victory was near at hand. Mercia was only a few hours away. If...Harold and his beleaguered band could hold out till sundown they’d carry the day the next morning. It was then some vengeful old god intervened.It was as though it had been the twilight of the old gods, all that was good, all that was orderly, all that was Saxon was swept away. Just as the sun was about to set the tale teller told us our grand. The actual work would have been done by one or more shamans, so they were specifically searching for them. The shamans could usually be spotted by their headdress, a representation of an animal or a bird.There looked to be at least 60 or 70 Comanches in the camp, so this could turn into a long-term project. They found a secure place for their minimal camp among some tall trees, a place a mountedComanche was very unlikely to go, and no woman or child had any reason to visit. They stashed their. ” A rather cheeky, yet very sexy, smile appeared on Eve’s face, and she seemed to hug me a little tighter.“Ok, I’m going to go and get changed out of this walking stuff, your dad will be back in a few minutes,” mom said, walking to our folks’ bedroom.Eve moved her full lips closer to my ear and whispered, “We should fuck outside tomorrow. On a beach! I could be a mermaid and you can be the shipwrecked man!” Another cheeky grin appeared on her face. “Mind you, the day isn’t over yet!” she. So I entered Mike and gave him a really hard pounding, which resulted for me in an enormous climax and for him in a simultaneous orgasm when he pumped a huge quantity of cum all over my chest and stomach.“Boy,” he said, “that was really something Sebastian: one of the best fucks I have ever had. Many thanks indeed.”“My pleasure,” I said, “I enjoyed it every bit as much as you did.”We moved off the table into two armchairs and relaxed for a while to collect our breath when Mike said: "Do you.