"Well?" She said as she rubbed his crotch just a little more vigorously. He gasped and found his voice; it was undeniable."It feels wonderful; I've ne...er had the pleasure before." He felt like a schoolboy in a staff room; the women knew this, and like a team of headmistresses they would enjoy educating him; it was now obvious he would be fair game for them, as he showed none of the cockiness oft displayed by other males. True to his tales, he was submissive to females and they were now bent on. This time, I did not have to worry about alarming someone else nearby, so I had more freedom of action. I wished that I knew which of these men was Yarno, as I would like to give him some special attention, but I did not have the time or the opportunity to inquire.It now made no difference whether or not I used my gun, so I took that safer route. At this range, I was not going to miss. My first shot tore into his right shoulder and smashed the bone to splinters. Being right handed, the Indian. "Darling?"I look up, almost startled to see him there. I meet his eyes… bright, enquiring eyes, the colour of the sky. I love his eyes."I'm ready," he repeats.Yes, he is. My gaze drops. I can't help it. How can I possibly look at his face when his cock is out? I stare at it, fixated. Screw the story. It can wait. The redhead isn't going anywhere and I have reality to attend to. That's better than a story any day. It's time to be me. Just me. A loud, satisfied sigh vibrates between my lips. As they both lay there with pants off under the covers, Tom has his right arm stretched over and across to Rose’s lower abdomen, while Rose has her right arm laying flat on her right side. Slowly, Rose inches her arm behind her, and feels around, finding Tom’s chest. Tom, noticing Rose’s right hand is finding his chest, starts to give her a belly rub. Soon, Rose slides her hand down, and finds that Tom is already exhibiting a slight warmth protruding through his briefs. Tom then shifts his left.