"You could help us with my notes." I give Nimrod my coy smile.He shakes his head and says. "We would have to go home for that." Then he gives us a smi...k and closes the distance, I can feel the heat of his hand on my back as he rubs my shoulder. I have to shiver when I get those wonderful tingles."We could do that too." I like the way this man thinks.We head back to our cottage. Maybe we are a little more cuddly than really necessary but I have not seen these two in weeks and they have missed me. First, just after breakfast, Donatello Gambino came into the world kicking and screaming. Mother and son, while noisy, were doing well. Second, we were alerted by the Northern scout/sniper team that a large family group of Apaches were traveling south down the Camino Real towards us. Apaches actually using the road was unusual in itself, especially a large family group. We were even more surprised to find it was Cousin Alvaro’s family group coming over the bridge.I sent Tom to the upper plateau. Like a high diver, my cock prepared to make the plunge into that sweet pool of steaming orgasms. Tension mounted as I slowly lowered my cock towards her pleading pussy. Strands of pre-cum were hanging from the tip of my cock to Toni's creamy lips, helping to guide my throbbing meat towards its' gooey destination.The crowd shouted encouragement as my manhood touched the target and then disappeared into the creamy wetness of male ejaculate. As my cock submerged into Toni's liquid sex, the milky. Vimala said “I have been watching you grow from a kid to a Man this summer, now I want to teach you what all men should know.” Vimala turned around and took me into her arms kissing me with a fiery passion of the south. Our tongues danced the dance of lovers. I held her sweet ass in my hands, exploring its shape and firmness, as I inched her dress up. Slowly I bent my knees and lowered my kisses to her neck as I felt her body trembling. I kissed the tops of her breast as the sun kisses the dew.