When I came back she was constantly looking at my shirt. After a while I looked as well and saw that there was still cum on my shirt. I blushed and mu...bled: ’I was ehm...’ She interrupted me saying: ‘spare me the details please,' then she took a tissue out of her bag and slowly cleaned the cum of my shirt. She accidentally touched my penis in the process. I didn’t know if she knew she was touching my penis but I instantly had a boner again. She pulled back her hand and looked surprised, now I. I could easily understand why he kept a pair of Johnny Reb deserters always close to his person because he made enemies left and right with little effort. I made it a point to have the least amount of interaction with him as possible because I was sorely tempted to lift his hair and say it was a wandering reservation jumper with a chip on his shoulder. Those two beady-eyed boys in grey were sometimes derelict in their duty due to a fondness for the drink and an urge to ride some poor Indian. She screamed, "No man may fuck my cunt, ever!"I was about to say something when one of my men whispered in my ear. With a few men holding her, one of my men was about to take her but had stopped. He looked at me. I chuckled and said, "Okay, no man will fuck your cunt. Do her ass!"My man slammed into her butt and she screamed with the pain. He fucked her ass violently simply going for a quick cum. He was the first of five who each took her ass hard shooting their loads up her butt. She had quit. “Once or twice with my ex” she replied. “Not many people go in that bit of the car park unless there is a function on, so it stays pretty quiet there”“I don’t think this is a good idea” I said, “It feels very risky.”“What’s that over there?” she exclaimed, “Is it another one of the schools busses?”I glanced over to where she was pointing, couldn’t see anything, and then turned my head to look over my shoulder. As I was doing that she quickly, and with what appeared to be surprising skill,.