She and the Indian girl were sitting back to back so they wouldn't be attacked from behind. The Indian girl was still breathing deep and regular in a ...sound sleep so their plan to alternate watches didn't have much success at all.She held the sharpened spear across her naked lap with the pointy end up at an angle. It looked like Running Eagle had dropped her hastily made weapon into the soft loam under their feet in the tangled brush. It had to be nightfall because the normally dark hiding place. This continued for several minutes, until he was gasping for air as I held on and ground my climax all over his face. The chair was soaked as we gasped for air. He looked up like a puppy dog with a wet nose. I made him stand up, and to my delight his cock was well defined and fully erect under the small cotton garment. I made him sit on the counter and told him “show me what you do with them on”. Reluctantly he started rubbing his erection through the thin material. I could see a growing wet. My cock was hard and want to fuck her.My heart was beating so fast and in no time I hold her head and kissed her forehead, cheeks, neck, and ears. She was silent and hugged me I carried her in my hips and started to kiss her lips like a hungry lustful lion.We were kissing for so long until our saliva is left dry and I saw her and said I want u, baby.She said to do what u want. I took her to bed and dressed her and took boobs pressing and sucking. I tasted the warm milk and drank it like a. Her heel gave out, not quite broken, but damaged. She bent down, the hem of her skirt rising almost up to her waist, her rich shapely legs wide apart, the hose on their lovely shape glistening in the late afternoon sun. She tried to fix the heel but then noticed that the run on her hose on her calf rear had worsened.'Yo bitch' startled her! She looked up to see four teens coming towards her, big guys, young but strong, smiling, smirking, fuckers with attitude. She stood to attention, frozen..