As nearly as John could tell, 13 horses were down, which must mean that 13 Comanches were out of the fight."READY... AIM... FIRE!" and 8 shots rang ou.... Again, horses in the first and second rows fell, John couldn't tell how many. The powder smoke was already beginning to obscure their vision. By this time, the Comanches were only about 30 yards out. John ordered, "SWITCH TO PISTOLS! FIRE AT WILL!"The rattle of pistols firing lasted for a full 2 minutes as the Indians rode up, milled around out. I groaned, my eyes fluttering, ears twitching.Minx’s finger played with my hard nipple, teasing it as she circled my areola. It was a small sensation, adding to the delight of Asma’s pussy sliding up and down my cock. My own fingers moved into Minx’s butt-crack, loving the warmth as I searched for her asshole. She sucked in a breath when I found her sphincter.I pressed my long, middle finger into Minx’s tight bowels. The halfling humped, her pussy rubbing on my hip. Hot and juicy, smearing. ” Sue bit her lip, but she was really crying out now. “You had better put up with it,” Wendy hissed, “it will get worse before you are finished. Keep going, Paul.” The lines reached the top of Sue’s labia and carried on down each side. The butterfly was taking shape, and it nearly covered all of Sue’s pussy. Again Mary wondered, “How big is mine going to be?”Suddenly Sue screamed. The bottom of the butterfly body was actually touching the top of her clitoris hood. “Right, it’s the gag then,”. .. Really mum? I doubt you would earn a spanking from Becky ... But it will hurt so much and I said that I'll get the stupid computer in the morning ... Okay mum I promise if I forget I'll let Becky give me a few spanks ... Okay lots of spanks then." After a few moments, her mum added in a finally compliant tone, “Yes, mum, a spanking just like I saw Becky give Sarah then.”Becky smiled as she listened to her mum struggle with the conversation. Granny Ella was always very good at making her.