At last her soft breasts were free and moving his hands up from behind her, he cupped them. They felt fantastic and he swithced between cupping them a...d then working on the nipples. She could feel his cock starting to get hard again as it pressed into her backside. Maybe I will get that cock inside me after all she thought.He turned her around and she thought it was about time he lost some clothes, so she gripped his shirt with both hands and lifted it up over his head. He must work out, she. " Then I'm coming too."My eyebrows popped. "Wait, what?" You really think you're going there alone?" No, no way. I HAVE to go, but there's no reason to risk anybody else getting hurt."Sasha eyed me coldly. "Thought you said there WASN'T any real chance of getting hurt." There isn't. It's just..." C'mon, Tiger," Adrienne insisted. "Besides, what if the froshlings aren't there? You'd need some other excuse for showing up, and what better excuse than bringing a special guest? Like ... say ... a. As I pulled her up her eyes were fixed on my body, moving over me as I lifted her. I’m several inches taller than my sister and outweigh her by at least 50 pounds. She is very petite, maybe a hundred five pounds and a lot of that was in her well-formed breasts and round butt. My weight is across my shoulders and chest. I’m not a steroid gulping muscle freak, but I’m ripped from playing sports. My diminutive sister stepped back from me, water running in rivulets from her nudity as she looked me. ..”With my advantages I could see more keenly and glean more from what I saw. Sometimes I spoke up to avoid disaster, other times I just faded if it was too difficult to avert or complex to mitigate. Sometimes it’s just time for a town to be wiped out, and trying to evacuate would cause just as much harm as the event itself. Pompeii was that way. I lead the way, encouraging as many as who were willing to, to leave but I didn’t feel responsible for those who chose to stay put. I didn’t have time.