Oh, well, maybe there would still be some chance to show off individual bravery.The Indians began the battle by sending in a volley of arrows. None of...them struck either human nor animal, and it did cut into the total load of ammunition the Comanches had with them. Each man usually carried no more than 6-8 arrows, expecting to do most of his fighting with his lance, and now they had shot off about 15% of their ammunition in a fit of pique. The war chief didn't have much to brag about with this. . ?Nervously, he opened a drawer of his desk, bringing out the half-filled bottle of bourbon he kept handy there. Removing the cap, he took a long pull at the raw liquor, feeling it scorch his throat as it thumped into his belly and spread warmly through his big frame. He'd never have a better opportunity, with Beth shopping. She'd be at least a couple of hours, time to get something going in the hopper anyway. Maybe nothing would come of it... maybe he was nuts to think little Sara was a. They stood proud, and he bit his lower lip. Heather smirked and flipped back more to show off more of his perfect pale skin.The last one popped free, and Heather ripped Sam’s top off. Topless, he admired his altered form. Any guy would be glad to have a woman with his healthy upper body. Desire coursed through his veins, and he stared at Heather beside him. His body might be different, but he still wanted all of her.“Ooo, look at us,” Heather said as she snuggled up against Sam. “I always loved. Drained we both just sat there watching as the bartender came up out from under the table. She drew up and was noticeably wet with the ecstacy of the moment. Kowilliam and I both stumbled over each other to apologize when Mia broke in with "last call" and with that punctuated with a giggle; she dropped our Cocks and went over and kissed the cum drenched bartender. Their tongues swirled in a cum soaked kiss and when the kiss broke the girls headed to the bathroom!Kowilliam and I just looked at.