Billy wiped off his war club and went looking for his next victim. As he walked by, he cut the rope restraining the horses, but he did nothing else to...drive them off.Billy had spent so much time working on taking out that first man that he needed to get his ass moving to have time to make another hit. The obvious place to lay a trap would be at the communal latrine, but Indians never established such a facility. A man just dropped his piss or his crap wherever the mood struck him, so that was. I didn't notice it. "Could you, could you spank me?" Alison asked, walking over to me. I knew she was probably kinky, but damn! I sat down on my bed and motioned her over. She kneeled over my lap, and I brought my hand down. Once. Twice. Thrice. Four times. Five. That five became 10, which became 30. On the 30th slap, she cried out in orgasm louder than she already was being. She climbed off, and rested on my bed. Emma and Fiona walked over. Fiona put her mouth over my cock and started to give. That was when Cindy and I weren’t making out.Somehow there was a leap in the film, and the young man and three women in the video were suddenly in a bedroom decorated in white with white spreads and white furniture. The contrasts made the film unusually arousing and sexy.Clothes slowly disappeared from the quartet of lovers, and then one at a time the women gave the guy a blowjob or used their mouths and tongues on him in some unique way, for instance, romancing his balls as another girl sucked. The thing that people tend to forget, is what it was like to be our age, yes we are more informed and show more thanks to technology, sitting in a toilet with my iPhone, I can go online and let a stranger watch me pee on Skype, or in a chat room like 'Masters and naughty Girl', a teacher pupil thing, and in all when you think about it, sex is impartial, without human contact, a fun thing without interactive contact, that's why we appear dangerous we don't know any better, just the fun bit.When.