I don’t think I had ever felt so used in my life, but I also knew I would have done nothing to stop him if it all were to happen again the same way.... I felt guilty, alive, sad, and upset all at the same time. I had sat up to say goodbye and make sure he zipped up our tent…I could smell the cum and sweat in the tent…Karl’s ass smell on my lips and face. When I looked down at Chris…me sitting there naked…cum making its way out of my pussy…I pulled my sweats on and noticed that Chris had. As we walked in the front door of my house, we started to undress again. I asked him his name and age. He sort of looked down and away as he answered "Steve, 18." "Really? 18?" I asked."Well, I gave them a fake I.D. I'm really only 17. But I'll be 18 in 5 months. I hope that's OK," He continued. "I won't tell anybody. I swear." Steve, I have no reason to tell if you don't." Again, I reached for his cock and it sprung to life."Wait, I think it's your turn to do me. Isn't it?" Steve asked. I took. Now they were plotting strategy for that nights partywith Evan and Nikki."You should have seen Tori and Christina together they are so cute!"Nikki said."How about you Nikki did you get a chance to talk to Peter at the dinnerlast night?" Evan asked."He was wearing his hangover sunglasses...according to Tori his dad wasnot too happy about him missing the big event but hes gonna meet with melater today about my designs," Nikki said.A knock on the door..."Good morning," Tori said, as Christina. Three men were climbing through the widow, dressed head to toe in white tactical gear. Each had a short, bullpup-style rifle in their hands and they were tracking, looking for targets as soon as they were on their feet.Doug’s first shot took the left-most intruder in the throat, sending a broad fan of blood splashing over the man in the middle. His victim’s hand flew to his throat, his rifle dropping but coming up short, tethered to the battle harness on the man’s chest.Carol, gun in hand, and.