Subjects? Hosts? Hosts. That worked. My host was walking down a tunnel cut through the dirt and stone. One hand held a flashlight and the other held a...revolver. In front of him, awash in the pale hand held light walked my mother and Josh Cavanaugh, their hands cupped behind their heads."You don't have to do this," my mother said. She was trying to sound calm, but an undercurrent of fear tinged her words."Quiet," my host - Jake - said. "You'll be fine once your daughter comes through. I suggest. Michael takes your hand and moves it to David's bulge. He's huge. You massage it gently for a minute and David's eyes close in ecstasy. Your hand moves inside his suit. His hand strays to your cunt. You almost come...Then, Michael takes you in his arms from behind and holds you floating in front of him. Your legs wrap around David. Michael is kissing you and squeezing your nipples as you hump against David's bulge. Both your suits are still on, but the rubbing is exciting. You do not believe. The warm sun felt good, and I relaxed, half dozing for a half hour or so. My cock began to twitch, then throb. I stroked it gently, then a little harder. I t felt good...very good. I stroked a little harder....then harder, until I knew I couldn't stop. My body shuddered as I shot a big load of jism all over myself, making a huge mess. I heard someone approaching, so I splashed back into the water, cleaning myself off and letting my raging hard on subside. By the time Jeri arrived, I was clean,. Maybe they were dating fellows that live in their area or maybe they thought Dan was too old for them. If there was a problem he couldn’t be sure but the bottom line was he wasn’t seeing and bedding them as often as he would like. Taking a trip back to Kansas City or Atlanta or even the west coast to see Cindy could rekindle his relationship with these women and that was something he was considering doing.Sue still was available to have sex but she was the one who decided if and when she wanted.