There's no need to be mad now. We'll find your sister," Rachel assures me, touching my wrist softly. My mission to find my sister is beginning to loos... focus. This quickly comes back into focus once I hear someone call my name and by someone I mean my sister. "Allison?" I call back and my name comes back in return. I sprint towards the direction and find my sister, blindfold in hand and her eyes a little puffy as if she's been crying."Are you alright?" I ask. She replies by kissing me straight. Slowly Emma curled her fingers into the waistband of Brian’s underwear and pulled them down his legs, releasing his cock that stood straight and firm. She looked at it with a loving stare and smiled before wrapping her right hand around the shaft and slowly lowering her head until she could just flick the tip with her tongue.“Fuck” Brian groaned as the wet tongue slid over the head of his cock, which jerked in Emma’s grip, but she held it tightly and just smiled before sliding her tongue again. It really felt liberating. I stretched out on the lounge,and enjoyed the cool air blowing in the screen-in pool cage. Shirley returnedwith a tall drink, handed it to me and said: ?There you go. Hope you like it. Iknow I do.? Some how I detected a tone in her voice that told me she wasn?ttalking about the drink. I felt self conscious all of a sudden and felt mynipples begin to stiffen.I drank down half the drink. Some kind of rum I think. Itwas very good. After a few more gulps, I was empty.. These would fold up could be stored on the back of the seat.All the weapons were already made, and three rifles were cut down for Barbara. She also now had two Glock 9mm pistols as well. I had 2 Glocks and the 2 Colt 1991 series, model 01091. That was the new model of the old military 1911A1. I just loved those Colts. In .45 caliber they would stop most anything; the Glock 9mm’s are fine but the stopping power is just not there, although you do have more rounds in the magazine. But I wanted.