Well, actually it was my idea and I think mom knew well what was going on but said nothing. Sandy and Jean were best friends and after supper they got...into a gab fest of girl talk. They were in Sandy's room with the door shut so I could not hear what they were undoubtedly conspiring. I got the uneasy feeling that somehow I was going to be involved in what they were planning. I had no idea just how much I would be involved.We three spent a nice quite evening watching TV. I thought it a little. I'm the rapist and the victim at the same time, I'm fucking sodomising myself. I don't know how long this goes on for and then I come. And I come fucking hard. It's both me and him, the male and female orgasm layered on top of each other, a mind-fuck in and of itself. I hate this most of all. All the fucking violence, the abuse, the insane, warped psychological torture - it makes me cum harder than anything or anyone else ever has. Part of it is the rapist's sadistic... release. He chokes her,. In addition to this, Tom pointed out several large open areas that could be either fenced for livestock or farmed. He said these green spaces should be plenty big enough to grow all the vegetables and grains that we would need to feed the maximum population that the base could otherwise support. We both agreed that it would make security easier if we could farm the land on base rather than outside the security fence. There were buildings that were for equipment used for the upkeep of the. "She half turned toward me in the seat and placed her free hand on my hairy balls and began to slowly caress them. Between the action on my cock and the soft squeezing of my balls, it didn't take long for me to near the crest. "Oohh, Terri baby, I'm getting close," I told her."Slide way down in the seat," she said. I slid down till my knees were on the back of the seat in front of us, not knowing what she had in mind, but completely willing to go along. As I slid forward she followed, ending.