When she came through the door I was like a kid in the candy store. I was touching, kissing and licking everything about her. We finally found the cou...h and settle in for some serious sex. I had her undressed in no time and was teasing the tiny tits she had. They were really sensitive as she was getting really wet and could not stop moving. She finally reached into my pants and got my hardness out. Those soft hands felt so good. I actually stop playing with her as she was giving me some long. " And so it went. Our master was satisfied with our sincerity and let us ponder our fates in silence as we road through icy fields to a remote estate. We pulled into an underground garage and the limo stopped. Our master helped us out and led us to a heavy oaken door and pounded a heavy iron knocker against an iron plate. The earsplitting noise roused the inhabitants, and the door opened to a gloomy, torch-lit interior. As our eyes adjusted, I saw a low dais occupied by seven shadowy figures,. She clung to him, gasping out his name loudly. ‘Darren, oh God Darren, I’m going to cum again.’ Darren had already guessed she was close. He increased the speed and power of his thrusts, ramming his cock harder into her. Becky grunted and squealed loudly with each thrust. Then she gave a wild cry as he felt her body exploding into a second orgasm. Her legs and arms gripped him tight, Darren felt them tighten around him. He held her tight and rammed in to her as hard as he could. Becky squealed. The result of this was that they were much sneaker than the Apaches because they had to get closer to make a hit a certainty, at least they thought so. Personally, I always thought that the real reason was their lousy shooting, but I guess that was a matter of opinion.Anyway, The Navajos were masters of ambush, and often the first you would know of their presence was an arrow sticking out of you or your horse. They were the closest things to Marine snipers when it came to guile and concealment.