It will be 'cavalcade' if that's okay with everyone, and if someone yells it, we stop immediately, discuss the violation and either resume without the...objecting participant or cease the orgy all together. Is that acceptable?"Everyone agreed, and Joseph was relieved to see Natty looking more comfortable, mouthing a silent thank you and even pushing her body against his arm in a subtle hug, placing the back of his hand against her warm pubis. The hug excited him, the feel of her body and her. Oh, well, if I had to shoot the horses, then I would. A live horse was no good to a dead me!The conflict opened with the Comanches riding straight at me. If their horses could jump that breastwork, then they would have me. I was lying down behind the breastwork and having to shoot in a slightly upward direction. That meant that the horse's neck and head were blocking much of my view of the man riding it, so I did not have the simple and easy shot that one might expect. That meant that I had to. Lela was waiting for us with an anxious expression, but I smiled to reassure her and took her hand as we lined up for the potluck. I could tell she was puzzled about her mother and me keeping mum about what we talked about. Lela bombarded me with questions once we were alone again, but I just told her, as nicely as I could, to shut up and eat. I decided to behave myself the rest of the day and returned Lela home with just a goodbye kiss.Later that evening I received a call from Melanie. "I'm in. .. fuck SLUT!" "Ohh, YES!!" I cried out in joy as it suddenly dawned on me why I loved watching my Dad's porno --- I hadn't gotten hard thinking about being the guy fucking that hot brunette, I had actually cummed thinking about how fucking much I wanted to be HER getting dicked by a man. And, here I was, getting hard dicked just like she had been. Flashing on her performance suddenly became my inspiration. "FUCK, YES, FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG DICK, FUCK ME HARD BABY, GOD I LOVE THAT BIG DICK OF.