Fuck, yes.

From Create Your Own Story

Tiger Lily smiles.

“Then I will not resist,” she says. “You will have you way with me and then my tribe will kill you.”

You strip out of your clothes and ease yourself into Tiger Lily’s pool. You embrace the ravishing squaw. She moans as you press your erection against her beaver. You kiss her as you guide your pole into her waiting hole. You press her against the side of the pool as you work your length into her tight twat. You invade her mouth with your tongue as you fill her with your throbbing shaft. Her tongue wrestles with yours and her vaginal walls ripple around your shaft, seemingly trying to coax it to penetrate her even more deeply.

Once you’ve gotten into her to the hilt, your entire erection snug inside her snatch, you draw partway out of her, then thrust it all the ways back in. Her tongue grows more vigorous in its wrestling with yours, and her vaginal muscles clench and unclench around your meat. You rock forward and back on your heels, pulling partway out and thrusting back in. The faster you move, the more Tiger Lily moans. She runs her hands up and down your back, pausing periodically to caress your balls. She grinds her hard nipples against your chest.

Then she cums, shrieking into your mouth, her hot juices spurting out around your pounding penis. She shakes and shudders and brings you to a climax. You spurt and spurt inside her shuddering snatch, jetting your jizz into her depths.

“That was… very good, White Man,” Tiger Lily says between gasps. “But now… you die.”

Your prick is still semi-hard inside her, but the bathing pool is surrounded by the Piccaninny Indian tribe. They're pointing bows and arrows at you.

You say:

• "You won't shoot me. You'd hit Tiger Lily."
• "I'll let her go if you promise not to hurt me."
• "Do you have any idea what a great lay this girl is?"