I was certain that these were the war chiefs, and the one with the war bonnet looked to be older than the other one; therefore, he must be the senior ...war chief.If I could knock off those two, it might be enough to send the other Comanches home. At least, there would be a pause while a new war chief was elected. I was going to give it a try, so I swapped my shotgun for my rifle. They were about 100 yards away and they were still within range of my Henry rifle; the problem was in the iron open. When she had finished her withdrawal she turn to see me, her face showed her shock to see my large imposing figure standing so close. From behind my back I brought the scent spray and gave her a good squirt straight into her face. She reacted immediately, her hands went to her face; her legs lost most of their strength so I had put my arm around her waist to support her. I managed, with some difficulty, to get her into the passenger seat of her car; I walked round the front of the Mercedes and. " Listen, unless I really miss my guess, they'll be heading up here soon themselves. When they do, Mama won't be wanting to participate in any lengthy discussions with you. From what she was saying at dinner, and the way she was throwing her hip at Dad, she has her own plans, and I don't think she'll be worried too much about ours. You can stay out here, in your doorway, with me, and then we'll ask her about it when they come up to bed." That's what we did, standing there with the door open to. Dan started pounding his sister's shit-chute at a blistering pace, pulling his cock out so that only the tip remained, clutched in the grip of her taut sphinter muscle, then ramming it back in to the hilt so that eleven inches of fat black cock repeatedly emptied and crammed the teen slut's rear hole. The fit was made even tighter when Carol started fingering her daughter's slippery cunt, pounding Ayesha's fuckhole with three long fingers. Ayesha was close to coming from her brotherly.