They’d been fired just enough to preserve as models for a larger work she planned. There wasn’t even a whole set, but that wouldn’t make a diffe...ence for what I wanted.And, of course, both girls were nude. I’d created a tornado swirl of parachute silk around them, so the viewer looked through the fabric into the eye of the storm. None of the silk touched them, so they could get in and out of the pose without disturbing the props. We’d worked three hours with them posed and then the three of us. ’ The redhead nodded in agreement and pulled himself into the saddle, setting off at a fast gallop on his blonde mare. Braxton watched him go and then clapped his leather-clad hands together, rubbing them, ‘We wait for Riley to get back and then we go home for dinner, got it boys?’ They nodded eagerly, watchful eyes scanning the distant property line. He felt a swell of pride as he wiped at his cheek, leaving a smudge but unaware. He ruffled a boy’s hair as he put his hands on his hips and. I knew rest was what I needed though I hated that fact.Two weeks later, I had a scar but was otherwise almost as good as new. I needed more exercise but that would come with time. Ula had mounted me frequently in the last few days. She would suck my prick and thanked me for fucking her whether I fucked her cunt or ass.We weren't badly off for supplies but I decided another trip to a town was in order. Winter was coming and I wanted to be able to stay snug for at least two months. A few days. I need you to fuck me. Please, Michael, fuck me now!"Michael took a small step back. "Why don't you let me take care of this," he said, referring to her trouble with his pants. Angel went over to the old worn twin bed set against the wall and sat down on the edge of the bed, keeping her eyes on him as he undressed. She was anxious to see what he would unveil when he dropped his pants–judging by what she had felt of him, he was sure to please!As Michael's pants hit the floor, Angel's gasp could.