We watched, as usual, as I thrust in and out of her. We changed positions a few times; once to her favourite, where she pulls her knees up and spreads... herself, and then once I’m in again she closes her knees together. Man she loves to do that! But we were both sort of saving ourselves for the bed.We knew we didn’t have to hurry our first full night together and went to bed as we usually would, at 10.30. We both wore what we would to bed, nothing special; I in my boxers and She in a tee-shirt. Her full breasts shimmied as she moved one hand back to my erection. She wore a short tan woolen skirt, which had been tucked in her belt. Her bare crotch was visible to me, and most likely to Craig. I saw her clothing on another nearby chair.I glanced at Craig. Julia had unzipped his pants and had her other hand inside his pants, no doubt fondling his dick as well. Craig shot me a look that tried to communicate that he was just an innocent in what had happened. I noticed he had no intention of. " I didn't, either," Terry said, "but she's been awful horny since Dad left." Horny enough to fuck Bernie?" Matt said with a laugh. "Man, she must be pretty hardup."But Matt had it all wrong. Donna could have told him that. She could have told him that his kid brother was a terrific fuck. She clung to Bernie, moaning and squealing, as he hammered his nice long, hard cock in her greedy little cunt and brought her steadily and helplessly towards orgasm."Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, fuck it to me," she. I stepped on one near a torn-apart tent, grabbed up a handful of cartridges scattered on the ground and loaded the weapon kneeling in the shadows while the redcoated soldiers got reorganized. The officer sent three men after the horses and another back toward where they had been picketed. He almost walked into me. I pulled him behind a tree and cut his throat with Madga's dainty knife. Now I had two muskets, and I made sure the second one was also loaded.When I stepped out of the woods, my.