'Fucking thing must have broke when I fell! Frank won't be able to find me! Seventy-six hours? Christ – that fucker must have killed me with that la...t shot ... I must be buried with the rest of his victims!''I gotta get out of here!'Feeling her way over yet another dead body (this one was still slippery and was the main reason the air smelled so bad), Tanya found one side of this strange crypt she was in and managed to slide up the wall and stand up.'Your pulse is one thirty-five and your BP is. They were alone. He spun her to face him and took her into his arms. She instinctively put a hand on his chest. She shook her head. “Don’t,” she said turning away. She looked toward the elevators, god was she hot, but man was she nervous. “Don’t kiss me.” She pressed her ass back into his crotch. “Fuck me,” she said looking over her shoulder at him. “Use me.” She pouted and bit her lower lip. “Cum in me like I’m a dirty whore.” He reached down and lifted one of her legs, placing her foot on. The two girls were quickly locked in a tight embrace, snogging passionately as James and I stroked their bodies, pushing up their dresses and groping their arses, before they broke apart and turned back to snog us.“I feel so fucking horny,” said Michelle, “and your sexy wife has really got me going,” she added to me.“I think the feeling’s mutual,” I replied, turning Shelley back to face her.As the two girls resumed kissing, James and I stepped back to give them full access to each other,. It was quite apparent that tired or not, she desperately needed to wash.The shower water was luke warm at best, but that scarcely mattered as she pulled the curtain around and stepped under the jet. Raising her arms, she let the water pummel her body, massaging her back into life. The water flowed down her legs, still clean to her surprise. However, once the soap took effect, great black streams of dirt appeared, and every time she rubbed her skin, the water changed colour. Ten minutes later,.