Pete said, “Sorry, Katie is visiting her parents in Connecticut.” I just stood there and stared at him. “What?” he said, “There's nothing I ...can do.” I continued to stare at him, “Oh but there is.” I said. You're going into your bedroom, and you are going to find stockings, undies, a bra, and a dress of Katie's and then come back here and model it for me.” Pete's mouth dropped open and he did not say anything. I gently grabbed his shoulders, turned him around, swatted his ass, and said “Get. She lay quivering and overwrought on the bed, wondering what to do.Almost weak with pent-up lust, she pulled on her bathrobe and headed quietly down the hall to the kitchen. Maybe if I drink something cold, that'll make me forget about it, she thought. The prickly sexual need in her cunt was almost unbearable.She got a bottle of beer out of the refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table to drink it. But she had only swallowed a few sips when her father suddenly appeared in the kitchen. "Fighting Hawk, it is good to see you. I thought that you might have run into an accident already." Fighting Hawk's grin showed his teeth like a shark, "Not yet, my friend. But that is the reason that I came to see you. Do you have any dynamite left?"Running Deer just starred at Fighting Hawk and nodded slowly, "That is dangerous; we don't us it unless we have to." Fighting Hawk smiled, "I need a stick, my friend." Running Deer looked at him hard and nodded once. He turned to talk to one of his. He took a deep breath and asked me to thrust the hard tool into the cave. After an initial resistance, one hard push made the glans slipping in. He let a loud cry due to pain, making me stop the action. I asked him if he would like me to continue. He dug his fingers onto my back and ordered me to go ahead. Encouraged by this, I withdrew my dick only to resume my action. This time, his sphincter muscles opened up to exhibit the pinky interior allowing half the length of my tool slide in and I.