At this point all three girls were almost tongue deep into each others pussies. The more they moaned and gasped, the more deeper they'd go. They were ...desperately trying to make each other cum fiercely and all over the place. Thankfully all the windows in the house were closed because all three girls were moaning extremely load and were about to squirt. All three sisters shouted "I'M GONNA SQUIRT". Thats when they all tried even harder to make each other cum by going deeper and rubbing faster.. . then... finally what it all meant. I knew how he would die. Tonight, at my hand, and yet not my hand. He was a creature of what was once popular culture. A fiction in a series of books by a woman who was as lost as he ever was. A woman who preached, all unknowing, damnation. Worship of the physical. Yet how could he deceive himself so? He knew that all things physical, no more how enduring, must yield in the end. Must go down to corruption. Only the spiritual goes on. It was the spiritual. ”When everything was ready, I was told to come sit on the couch with him & Jr. soon the whole ordeal from yesterday unfolded before me and when I saw jr. playing with my pussy while daddy held me open wide for him I found myself getting really turned on. Jr.’s hard cock was quite evident under his shorts and rather close to me and I couldn’t help but reach over and give it a bit of a squeeze. The fly opening in his boxers was separated now so I reached in to touch him.. After a little rubbing. The old man still eyed them sharply, but he spoke with good Cheyenne, "You are one of the smart ones. Yep, I need furs and they are good, but I have seen better. I still can't give you that much. I will still get other hunters bringing me their furs. I will offer you one blanket for each fur."This time it was Fighting Hawk that laughed, "If you want to rob us, use your gun, but don't insult us. We are not stupid, and I know what you will sell this fur for. We want four dollars for each fur.".