He groaned and drove hard and, in to my depths, his cock swelled and gushed in hot streams.I bound him to me with my long legs. We remained like that,... I don’t know for how long.‘Unbelievable! The pleasure down there in the depths of your slimy hot pussy!’ He exclaimed.‘Unbelievable too, the spell of a brother’s cock to raise the pleasure from the depths of his sister’s pussy!’ I quipped.And we laughed. By then his cock stirred again in the shelter of my sheath. We exchanged a meaningful look.. I was halfway through my smoke and he came closer, now he was rubbing his hard-on on my bums deliberately making it seem as if it is happening due to train jerks. The train was slowing down, I looked out and it was passing through a station on the middle track. It was quite slow and there I was standing dressed as a busty girl in the door smoking and ram behind me.I couldn’t hold my self I was also getting horny. I lit another smoke and asked ” ram. Do you want to do it with me?”, ” do what?”. He decided to let Sara sit and stew for the night, and curled into his blankets on the bedroom floor.The next morning Fighting Hawk welcomed the tunneling men. He saw that all of them had short hair like Running Deer. They all looked like rugged men, and he knew that they all were probably twice as strong as he was. He took the dynamite they had brought and carefully cut a stick in half. He remembered Mr. Rogers using dynamite to remove a stump when he was a boy. He had watched while Mr. Rogers. “However, leave those for later – I forgot to leave this pair”. She dropped onto the floor a more ordinary, but undeniably sexy pair of boots, with a less severe, wider, three-inch heel. “I was wearing them yesterday and stepped onto a pile of doggy mess. You can probably smell it. Clean these first. I need them for lunch time.”Once again, she turned on her heel and left me alone with the stinking boots. Was she playing me? Was this a deliberate attempt at humiliation? I certainly felt.