" I looked down astonished, my nipples were at least ahalf-inch long and bright red, almost purple. "Don't you wish you had realones, imagine what we ...ould do..." He was absentmindedly tweaking his own ashe spoke. His were at least three-quarters if not a full inch long. He sliddown my body; his cock leaving a pearl streak of pre-cum as it brushedagainst me. He knelt between my legs and smiled as he disappeared betweenthem. I strained to look down; all I could see was the top of his headframed. She said it wasn’t getting the job done, so I cut a willow limb, and wore her out across her big ass and almost to the back of her knees, then fucked her in the ass. She screamed, howled, squealed, and finally cried. She was wringing wet with sweat, and panting like a steam engine. So was I. Later, she told me it was one of the most intense sex experiences she had ever had, but the welts from the willow rod didn’t go down for days.We went to a sex shop, and got her a set of nipple clamps. Cindy. She entertained the thought of pretending to be dead and hope that the Indians didn’t want to take the long women’s hair as trophies of their expedition. It was about a fifty-fifty proposition and the odds made it worthwhile for a least a try.She saw them put holes in the canoes used in the escape so that the other tribe could not swing back and use them to go further up-river. Then they tossed burning sticks into what remained of the camp and she had to covertly slide out of the way of danger. Her body literally shook as her orgasm rocked through her body. For almost a full minute I could feel waves of pleasure shaking her as she continually cried out, ‘I’m cuuuuming, I’m cuumming. ooooooh!!, baby’ Finally her orgasm subsided as she began to relax. I didn’t cum yet so I started pumping her in and out. Her cunt was soaked with her fresh juices. My cock felt like an iron rod pistoning in and out of her hot box. Again, Barbara tightened up as another orgasm started. ‘Oh! Fuck!, Baby’.