"It looks like it is all over back there. I didn't cut any sign of the hostiles staying behind and except for the smoke nothing is moving down there."...ngelique knew that didn't bode well for the poor souls down in the midst of the chaos of the clashing confrontation between Indian and settler and most likely meant that everyone who was not taken away for a life of slavery was laying in the dust minus their scalp and perhaps even additional mutilation depending on the amount of booze the Indians. “I need a dick in me. Fuck me, Steve. Now. Please!” Trish sounded almost pleading. I moved up over her into the missionary position, ready to give my rock-hard cock some action. She impatiently grabbed it and pulled it to her opening. “Hard, Steve. Drive me down into China.”Her legs lifted, knees up to my shoulders, as she tilted her pussy into the best position. “Fuck me. NOW!” She was almost whining. I sank into her quickly, burying myself to the hilt until my dick pressed her cervix and my. Worthington came out with her ever present gin and tonic. I watched as she got into the ratty old chaise lounge on small concrete patio by her back door, just like she did every week. She really wasn't a bad looking woman even if she was ancient, she was at least sixty, and as she maneuvered into the chaise her pale blue robe parted just enough to give me a glimpse of her plain white panties. I quickly turned my head back to avoid being caught checking her out. I didn't want her to think I was. " Pleeeeeeeease!" they moaned in unison, trying to give off a sexual vibe, as they begged for some food.Freddie shook his head and threw some clothes on as he headed down the stairs to see Gibby exactly where he saw him last night before heading into the kitchen."Wassup, Gibby?" Oh… nothing much, Freddie. Just watching some TV. You looking for food?" Yeah, the girls… I mean, you know-" Look, you're hooking up with two girls, dude. Two more than me, so that's something. It's all good or.