I led, and we found my friend, the one we had left behind at the appointed meeting place. He told us where the British leaders were camped, and the ne...xt morning Suzanne's husband led the attack and was one of the first to fall.The Redcoats were waiting, and we ran right into a trap. Evidently they had captured and turned my friend, forced or bribed him to betray us and damn near wiped us out. We came creeping through the woodline, bunched together because of the ravine back of their camp,. I moaned my approval of the warm whirlpool of her mouth.I rested my hands in her curly black hair, and ran one hand down her neck, to stroke her upper back as she licked and suckled my organ.She drew off me, and daintily wiped her mouth with her shirt tail.I reached for the garment, and raised it. She reached up and I tossed it into the corner.I caught my breath at her stunning beauty. A mixture awe and guilt passed through me. The law said she was to young but nature stated otherwise.The. "Did you sleep in your own tent last night?" he asked, so he could offer to help her disassemble and pack it if necessary."I slept with Dad and Silvia. Aunt Ronnie and James slept in mine. They wanted extra privacy, if you know what I—" Aunt Ronnie is here?" Oops ... she wanted it to be a surprise. But yes, she is. They flew to Vancouver, and drove up here with us." Where are they now?" Hiking on a nearby trail. It's really beautiful around here, you know? But it gets chilly at night, even at. ..Ohhh!" Don't apologize Betty. God you two look so fucking hot! You've got me so horny! I think I should join you."Wilma then stepped up onto the sofa straddling Betty, instinctively knowing that Betty was now far too horny to refuse her, splaying her thighs wide apart, Wilma lowered her now wet, red-haired pussy to her sex-starved friend's face. Betty laid her head back looking up between Wilma's legs, confronting the curly-haired buttery fuck slit of another woman. Then instinctively she.