The Indians set aside their bows and brought out their lances. Small Foot was relatively new at fighting Whites, so he did not believe that they could... do any better job than could Indians against a charging horse. When used properly, a charging horse was a potent weapon, and the Sioux were past masters at the art. Unfortunately, Small Foot had never encountered repeating guns that fired a bullet that could stop a horse practically in its tracks.At Small Foot's signal, the band of Indians picked. It scares me ... it's been so long ... and I have hang-ups about it."Jess said, "Tammy, wrap your hand around his cock, and manipulate him a little. Turn him on."Tammy's hand opened and reclosed, this time holding Matt's hardening shaft in her small hand. She pulled and pushed on him a little, feeling the surges of his lust fill his cock.Jess reached over and toyed with the belt and buttons on Tammy's robe. "May I undo some of these?"Tammy nodded, "Yes, I guess. I'm not as pretty as. I will fuck your bottom as often as you want." Can I come out to the ranch with you this afternoon?" Danielle asked when she met me after calculus. She was waiting outside the classroom door and Brenda grinned at me."Wish I was going back to the ranch, too," Brenda smirked. "I'm sure there is a lot of work to be done for tomorrow's show. I could help you prepare him. I mean the show." Brenda, behave. I'll tell Louise you were hitting on Danielle," I laughed. Danielle stared,. .err ... what do you call it?" I uttered."My koochie?" she replied.What a wonderful word for it, I will keep it in my arsenal for future use. "Yes...koochie."I had her lay on the headmistresses desk. She pulled her skirt up and revealed her white silk pantiloons. The crotch was split so the wearer could use the bathroom without having to remove them."Show me ." I instructed.She opened her legs wide and spread open her knickers revealing her little near hairless cunt... err Koochie."Open it.