I was equally as certain that he would use the time to engage the enemy on his own terms in situations that had him with a superior force and much bet...er armed than the hostiles still using old firearms and often just bows and arrows and hatchets to defeat their enemies. I did remember that at the Little Big Horn that lack of balance was in favor of the Indian tribes with a superiority of forces almost 2 to 1 against the bluecoats and rumored to be armed with hundreds of new “repeating” rifles. ” And I pulled off her panties and positioned myself between her legs, ready to enter her hairy vagina that I once called home. If she had any objections to what was about to happen, she didn’t express them to me. After a few moments of teasing her and lubing up, I plunged into her with everything I had. She let out a loud yelp as I drove my cock deeper and deeper into her wet, warm, tight vagina. When my bald pubic area made contact with her bush, I stopped for a moment to let her soak up what. Every time I encountered one it was well on its way to becoming rock hard, which is pretty much the only way I picture them. Although Mr Gallows likes to play with my pussy after sex, I pretty much leave him alone, trusting that he’ll let me know when he’s ready again. I reached forward and stroked it, expecting it to rear a bit as a semi-erect cock does when I hold it, but there was still no movement. Taking hold, I gave it a squeeze from the base; it was strange: like play-dough, moulding to. Milena sat next to and facing him with her legs crossed under her frame. They talked a bit more, ignoring the TV before Milena set the volume down.Nice, honey.“Mile, I never thought I’d see this day,” said the chubby old man. “I’m finally getting what I’m owed.”Milena smiled warmly at his satisfied grin. “It’s amazing, Uncle. When do you start?”“I’ll be there tomorrow. I need a favor. You have to drive me, you see?” he looked at her sideways with his hands on the back of his head, easing.