If only so she didn't feel so helpless.Standing there, body tense, she heard the sounds of fighting. Of metal on metal. Of men yelling, groaning. It w...s close. Almost next to her. Should she run? She should run. Away. Now.A man stumbled out of the trees not a yard away from her. It was one of the horrible men, in red and steel. Chain mail, though, not the breastplate of her attackers. His helmet was like half a football, a metal cone with something coming down to cover his nose. On either side. Just go a little faster. Oh, yeah. Good, good. OH, OH, OOOH, OOOH, OOOH, oooh, oooh, ooooh, oh, oh, oh, Stan, oh this feels so good, keep going, just keep going."I looked over at Beth's mom and she was entranced watching her daughter orgasm just ten feet away. Beth was hugging me and kissing me and thrusting up at me and that was all I needed."UUUMH, UUUHM, UUUHM, uuuh, uuuh, uuuh, oh, oh, that's so ... oh, oh, wow. Oh, so good, oh Beth, so good." Mmm, your first cum inside me. Oh, just leave. “That’s good enough, sir ... Let’s stay right here a minute and take in the view,” I instructed, as my own free cock continued to throb and leak.“Do you like these sweet lips, Sarge,” purred the Mrs., bringing one hand down from her breast and using its fingers to splay her outer labia. “I can assure you they are much softer and more inviting that those crude Fleshlights we saw you training with in the video ... And this nice juicy hole,” she continued, letting a finger slip inside her clutch,. And my parents encouraged us to be curious, to ask about whatever we were interested in. I suppose if the authorities knew, they’d have considered it inappropriate, but to us it was just how things were. Normal. Though we were definitely taught not to discuss it with friends. We grew up knowing a lot about sex, and the details of my parents’ sex lives.’ ‘Us? We?’ ‘I had a sister. Cathy. She was five years older than me.’ ‘Oh! Jealousy abated.’ ‘Yeah. So anyway, Cathy, being older, became.