I explained about the range limitations of the pistol, and gave her my holster and spare magazines.We got away from the camp about an hour later than ...ormal, but I felt much better with Night being fairly well armed now.We stopped for lunch at a small, clear creek and let the stock rest, graze and drink.In the middle of the afternoon, Night came up to me, touched my arm and sent, "Fred, I heard someone's thoughts from nearby."I whispered, "Can you read them?"She shook her head. I moved back. Which is what I would have planned to do if I hadn’t learned from Eleanor Kaminski that she would be home all alone on Saturday.I stood up and pulled on my t-shirt.“Wait, are you leaving already?” she looked at me in her mirror.“Well, I’m not going to hang around here if we’re just going to argue.”“Don’t go yet,” Suzie Bowen dropped to her knees in front of me and began undoing the jeans I’d just finished buttoning.“Suze…”“I need more cum,” she said as she pulled my cock out of my shorts and. I arched my back and……and Miss Cat jumped up on my bed. I laughed as I could make out her furry body finding a good place to sleep. Her eyes looking in my direction as I continued to feel myself. I removed Joy’s thong and placed it between my teeth. I hissed at Miss Cat and turned on my left side. My right hand found its way between my legs again and I could feel the juices all over my mound. Damn, Joy makes me wild. In the dark, my fingers found my clit, swollen and tender. I pinched it trying. Like her father, she was more than just a little jaded regarding love and marriage. Like her father, she seemed to pour all her energy into her work and her studies.Anita wasn’t looking forward to another boring weekend, but resigned herself to that fate. She had to admit that while living with her Dad was comfortable, it had its drawbacks. She found herself feeling horny but with no relief. Sure, she could use her fingers, and often did, but the fantasies were so unrealistic. What she needed.