We both moaned as our bodies hit. My cock started pumping in and out of her pussy giving us both what we desperately needed. I was fucking her hard at...a good pace, but after some good pounding, I was tiring out and breathing heavily. Demi grunted at me as I was slowing down, “Can I get on top?” I hadn’t thought of her big tits flopping in my face as she fucked me before that moment, but I wanted it. I rolled off her, moving to my back. Demi slid on top of me and guided my cock back into her. He let his braves take chase, and he turned his horse toward the coach. He dearly wondered what precious cargo justified two military escorts. The coach appeared deserted when he rode up to it and got off his horse. He unsheathed a long knife, pulled the door of the coach open wide, and leaped in. There was a brief commotion in the coach and then a bloodcurdling scream.The young, virile Indian chieftain had been completely nonplused when he leaped into the coach. The last thing he had expected. Then I kissed her bikini before parting it to reveal swollen brownish labia with a landing strip of trimmed bush above it. I dabbed at her with my tongue, moving in and back, up and down.Kara was cooing and bucking lightly now, both hands pushing the back of my head to her pussy. Her musk was strong despite the soak in the tub, and I slid my tongue inside her lips to draw out her juices.“Mmmyeahmmmmmohhhhhyesyesssyessssss,” moaned Kara. I held her hips tight to the edge of the tub as she. I turned her over, so that she was now kneeling on the floor, face down on the bed."Beat me, Master, beat me!"What man could resist such an invitation? Refuse such a requestt?I lost count of the number of times the leather of the belt lashed her skin: the taut flesh of her butt, the tender flesh between her legs and for variation its upward strokes on her pussy. It was a joy to watch her every shudder, to listen to the slap of each stroke on her and see the reddening of her skin.But she was.