If he was one of Morgan's riflemen, you might as well swallow your ball and cap your powderhorn. Not since Cresap's time, way back in '75, had I ever ...een such shooting. I thought I was pretty good, but those men could dot the I's on a printed page at a hundred paces.One night it really did look like we had the British on the run, but then at dawn we ran up against a rearguard of Hessians holding the bridge at New Brunswick. Stubborn bunch, they were. I splashed one in the river, but we were. She asked me if we could plan it for the following Saturday night. That was 2 days away. I said that was great. She said she wanted to make it special. The next day at school, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. My cock was hard all day just looking at her and knowing that I would be inside her soon. She was very flirty that day. I remember that she had on a snug pair of jeans, no back pockets and her ass was perfect. I almost came watching her walk up the stairs. I didn't see her. It was too much. I gave out a big yelp and felt a pleasure wave start deep in my pussy and spread all over my body. I was literally shivering with pleasure as he fucked my pussy. I tell you folks, morning sex is the best thing a couple can ever do. I hugged him around his neck and kept my legs wide and Rahul began fucking me rhythmically. “Wow Sweta, your pussy is so wet”. Between the grunts and shivers, all I could reply was, “Your fault”.Rahul laughed and thrust his cock hard into my pussy. Ms. McTaggart.” Mom cracked open my door.I gasped, rolling onto my back and yanking up my covers which ripped my fingers out of my cunt in the process. “Mom!”She peered in. “It’s okay if you’re naked. We’ve both seen you all week.” The door opened wider, lights pilling through the room. “You need to talk to her, okay. Figure out how to go forward.”Ms. McTaggart stood in the doorway, her curly, red hair farming her face. Her normal bubbly enthusiasm was muted as she stepped into the room. Her.