Isabelle screams, her pussy beginning to spasm on Sean's cock. She screams, her cum dripping down his dick. Sean's eyes roll into the back of his head... his hands gripping her hips as he drives himself faster into her pulsing cunt. "I'm gonna cum," he grunts."No, Sean, NO!" Isabelle begs, not wanting his seed inside of her, feeling that it was bad enough she had been fucked by someone other than James."You are going to take my seed," he whispers, "And you're going to love it. You're my slut. Unlike his son, he was a kind, caring man. He gave me a reassuring smile. I moved on to my brother. He refused to look at me, no doubt feeling guilty that he was a member of the family by blood while I was one merely by name. Finally, my eyes landed on my father. He was the one who had revealed my true origins. If anyone could answer the many questions that battled within my head, he could.“What’s going on?” I asked nervously. I wanted them to tell me this was some sort of joke, but their. “Then I’ll hunt down the man they told was even faster’n all of you, and have my way with his dirty Indian ass, badge or no badge.” The young man drawled, eyeing the six young boys more cautiously.He rode his horse back out in the river a ways before turning south with the flow of the water. He rode close to a hundred yards, all the while watching as the six Bucks walked along the bank, keeping abreast of him.“Let me tell you Young Buck Indian Bastards something that might just save your lives. "Well, I learned that I like girls OK," Kalee shrugged. "Was there something else special about that week? I don't really remember everything." Really? You haven't had any time with Michael?" Lou asked softly, moving closer."Michael who?" she asked. "Really, I don't know anyone by that name." Oh, but you do," Lou said. "Close you eyes, look deep inside yourself, your memory. I bet you'll find him."Confused, Kalee still complied, closing her eyes and explored her memory for anyone by that name..