” Personally I realised the landlord was only talking about Jen being fiery with him about his promised free whisky drinks. He definitely meant noth...ng even remotely sexual but as Jenny shot me a quick puzzled look I decided to wind her up further about it. As we walked through into the empty beer garden and we sat down she hissed, “What was the fuck was that ‘Lassie’ crack about? What did I do? And what’s with the free drinks? All I can remember is giving him shit and saying he’d switched a. Your eyes closed in content, breathing deeply, your pulse just beginning to flutter with my touches. The car arrives at my building, I help you out and you cling closer to me than before, eyes very much awake now . . . lust filling them completely, soft, slow fire consuming you. I take your arm and lead you to the elevator up to my flat. Our lips meet for the first time of the evening as we ascend to my living space, gently brushing against your softness, light kisses, licking, sucking, and. . then the Crow and Pawnee allied with the soldiers ... and they gave presents; guns and all the ammunition the indian scouts could use.The constant warfare wore us down. Frosty mornings hurt my bones and the constant winter glare bothered my eyes. My wives were sick one winter and never woke up. My children were captured or killed in the continual wars.I got old. When did that happen? The war path lost it’s charm and excitement. When I had killed that southern officer ... in a fair fight .... ‘What the fuck are you doing?’ Mel says with clear fierce in her voice. ‘Getting rid of something.’ I answer. I pull down the bikinis. After this I dive back between Mel’s legs. She opens them widely. I can’t describe how beautiful her cock is! Shiny, wet, throbbing, hard, pointing to the sky... I want it badly back in mouth feeling my own cock bursting and rubbing against the fabric of the cooking apron. I am sure it has already made a good large wet spot from the pouring precum. ‘Fuck yes!.