‘You mean like a date?’ There was no way to deny now that he liked her, was asking her out, but her brain still couldn’t process that it was hap...ening. Krys grinned at her. ‘Yes. Like a date. You know…you get dressed up in something sexy…though it will be hard for you to make yourself any sexier. I take you out for a night on the town and show you off. Take you home and…’ Though he didn’t finish the last sentence, it was obvious that he didn’t mean to take her home and leave — the hunger in his. After the beach we came back at the apartment and made the plan to go out in the evening for few drinks.She said she will go to the shower first and then I can take my turn, so we can get ready for the night out.After the shower she went to their room and left the door open, while my friend was out on the balcony smoking a cigarette.Their room was next to the toilet so when I was going to take my turn I had to pass next to it.I casually turned to see what's going on there and to my surprise she. The one that I came to hate the most we dubbed the ‘skitter,’ something of a cross between a very large lizard and an insect. They were particularly fast and aggressive, but also somewhat cunning. The only way to keep safe from them was to stick together at all times and have round-the-clock armed sentries. Katie, a few members of my family, and I had managed to make a camp in the ruins of my parent’s home. With a few ex-military members and sportsmen in the family, the possession and knowledge. I felt her hand gently rub my cock through my pants. I came back to reality to see her face close to mine. "Do you want me to continue", I didn't know if she meant the story or what she was doing with her hand, either way I immediately blurted out "Yes!" Her hand began to grope my shaft and rub it through my pants, she continued her story "he pounded me so hard you wouldn't believe, his cock slamming in and out of my pussy could be heard echoing through the area, it felt so fucking good knowing.