I would make the offer of hospitality as I’d originally planned and if necessary I would let the men of Ohba’s village speak for me. I would even ...ffer them the food we’d brought with us as an incentive to come and join us at the settlement. I just wouldn’t bully them.When Ohba got there, I told her what had happened. She was saddened on seeing Osgar’s body, but like many of the locals I’d dealt with over the last three years, she bounced back quickly, especially once I told her that we needed. ..”“I’d rather not be interrupted,” I said and she nodded. “Besides, I doubt your plans couldn’t be adjusted so we could see just how far I can launch you.”She smiled. “Can we try one of my favorite positions?”I nodded. “Absolutely.”She nodded and pulled away from me, slipping me out of her. Then she rolled over and pulled me up between her succulent thighs. She arched her back, thrusting her magnificent ass back at me and I eased into her again.Lying behind her, I moved my lower arm up to act. "Daddy, I have a confession," What's wrong, Pumpkin?" I went over your limit. I spent about a hundred and twenty dollars." Heather, you know I was very specific," Harold told her, his pulse suddenly racing."I know, and I'm sorry." She walked past him and leaned over his desk, her ass inviting his attention. "I know what I've got coming."Harold approached her, his shorts tenting obscenely. "Yes, as much as I hate to do it, you need to be reminded to follow the rules." I know Daddy, I was wrong.. Brad could never have used that word to describe her face, though. To him she seemed to meld the features all the beautiful women he had ever known into one seemingly perfect composite. Wonderful blonde hair, bright blue eyes; even the slight crinkly lines that formed at the corners of her mouth when she smiled drove him to distraction. All that and she had what he could only think to call elegance, a certain style and grace that drew the eye when she moved; or even stood still for that matter;.