You may call me that or. My real name is Samantha. I love you already. When you want to play, push down my right shoulder into place.”I looked at my...elf in the mirror and took off my shirt. I already had a boner bulging from my pants. Should I take them off or not? Why not. I took them off. I was standing naked. I had a thought of slapping my manhood on her face.There she was lying on the bed, rigid. I was so excited, anticipating what would happen next. I laid next to her and pressed her right. ”Eric opened the breech, inserted the paper cartridge and closed the breech. He placed a percussion cap on the nipple and declared the gun ready to fire.“You don’t have to ram the load down the barrel?”“No, but it would be smart to run a cleaning rod down the barrel after a few shots because this powder can build up pretty fast. It can be loaded and fired while hiding behind rocks, trees or even laying down. With a good horse, it could even be reloaded from horseback, though I wouldn’t want to. As to you ... I'm saving up for tonight. You'd better, too." She turned in my arms and rubbed her butt against my blossoming erection. "Did you make me hot chocolate, too?" I jerked around to the stove just in time to save the cocoa from boiling. I poured two mugs and by the time I set them on the kitchen table, Jen came into the kitchen in a fluffy robe with a towel wrapped around her head."Glamour girl," I said, catching her in my arms for a good morning kiss. She pulled my hand inside her. Naomi was wearing a short skirt that made my cock jerk when she turned around. There was a split on the side and when she turned, the flap opened and I could see her pussy.“We’ll take that one in all the colors you have.”“We have some very racy peignoirs and some nice, pure silk, short and long, PJs also, if you’d like to purchase something so daring.”“Let Naomi pick out a couple of sets, she knows exactly what I like.”When they came back this time, Naomi was wearing some shorty PJs that didn’t.