I wasn't worried about Gray Eagle. He would hide the money in a chest, somewhere, and just take out enough to solve problems as they came up. I had co...mplete confidence in Gray Eagle, and I planned to add to the stash as more money came my way.I still was a long way from being ready to settle down, so I was polite to the unmarried girls who courted me, but I refused to spend the night in anyone's hut. It's not that I didn't like girls, I just was not ready to be tied down. I got all of the. My chest was heaving as Dylan continued to grope and play with my chest."What do you want slut?”"I NEED to be fucked!" Yes you do,” Dylan agreed, nodding his head.He decided to be nice to me and slipped the fake cock into my waiting and willing ass like butter without any vibrations. I couldn’t do much more than flip my hips to get the maximum pleasure for myself. I clenched my ass around the cock much like he did when Dylan was fucking me, but it was no real use because the plastic device had. Mother paid special attention to it as she held both of their dicks in her hands, going back and forth from licking one to the other. Brian had never seen anything like this and he couldnt believe it. His little cock was rock hard and he was rubbing it against the carpet as he lay there with his sister. Rachel was behind him so she could see what Brian was doing, but he didnt see her. She, too, was unbelievably aroused by the sight. She had never been attracted to any of the men her mother. ’ ‘Then it’s our problem?’ ‘Things are far from perfect, Paul,’ she countered. ‘Shit happens,’ he said, getting angry again and not understanding why. This was one of the problems they were trying to resolve to save a marriage after five months of separation. ‘I wish you were happy, Paul. You’re not. Not with me. Not with yourself. I want you to understand that. I want to help you.’ It wasn’t a rehearsed speech on her part, and she was both surprised and elated that she’d come out with it. ‘You.