I wanted some hides to make a rope from and I knew that we had gained several lately.Even though we had the new arrivals I knew that hides were always...important and I didn't know how many they'd had before they started their move. Still, I was going to ask.I knew better than to waste her time hemming and hawing and so I just spit it out. I wanted three to four hides to make something and I asked her what I needed to do to get them."We have plenty but we haven't had time to tan them yet," she. "Fuck me!"Robert gladly does so, his sister's juicy cunt now soaked with her girl come as he savagely fucks her tiny hole, his mouth over hers to keep her quiet as his balls bounce off of her small ass cheeks.As the water begins to turn cold, Robert's balls tighten and his dick widens, and a long, hot burst of come shoots inside of his sister as she pants heavily, her long red hair soaked and clinging to her back, sides, and Robert's face, her chest heaving and flush, cheeks bright scarlet.As. I knew that kind of behavior could get him into a lot of trouble if he taught high school, but I guessed art school was different. It didn’t really surprise me because older men were always doing that kind of stuff to me. It’s just the way they are. And when you really think about it, that’s what our pussies are for. I started to come right away and he held onto my shoulder as I trembled and made little cries and got his hand all wet. There was something so hot about having my teacher finger. The older one from yesterday stops and tells me his name, which is very poetic and very long. I shorten it in my mind to ‘Morning Breeze’ as their names use a process that’s a cross between the Japanese and the American Indians. Breeze continues, saying, “What is your name?”“I have many names. But the people around here call me Lord Al.”“We have a problem, Lord Al. My people have agreed to stop taking your people for food. We’ve agreed to all the other matters you said. But one of my people,.