She went to sleep in her bed while the men celebrated. John quit early, too, and he and Abigail were the only two without hangovers the next morning.B...fore that last fight, there had been talk about recruiting another man to take Sam's place, but, now, there was no thought of replacing Abigail. She was firmly a part of the unit. The men did make a few concessions to the fact that she was a woman, but they were minor. Abigail had been with the Comanches so long that she had no modesty left and. Grace had wondered about inviting the others to watch TV in their room, but Mia wasn’t showing any sign of doing that, so she didn’t. She suspected Mia would be wanting her to try on her new pyjamas, since she’d actually said how she was looking forward to it!They were shorts and a short-sleeved jacket; plain sky blue, but in a faux silk that was very thin and soft. On a child they’d have been fine, probably, but now, on a girl with tits and a bit of shape, they probably looked provoking. Not. At the same time Sunny straddled my head facing my feet. While Ruth started to slide up and down my cock, I opened Sunny’s cunt lips and started to suck and lick her out. Each girl leaned forward so that they hugged and rubbed the nipples against each other while I slammed my cock into Ruth and drove my tongue into Sunny. Suddenly Sunny’s whole body tensed as she came in my mouth. At the same time, Ruth stopped sliding on my cock and ground hard against the base of my cock and balls. I realized. Your hair is tied back with a red bow — your lipstick is deep red. You are not wearing panties. Our car has taken us to the city. We are holding hands in the back seat and watching the buildings go by. You like our trips together. You put your head on my shoulder. The fabric of my jacket feels soft and smooth against your cheek. You smile and squeeze my hand. You lean up to kiss me. ‘Happy, little girl?’ ‘Yes, Daddy.’ And you cuddle against me. You feel small next to me — not that I’m a tall.