Ok Zack – I think its ready for you now. My neck was starting to cramp, so I was eager to move on to the next stage. I re-positioned myself and pla...ed the tip of my dick against Dads pucker. Slowly, Zack! I pushed forward and met resistance. I shuffled my knees closer and tried again. This time, half my head disappeared before it was pushed out again. Right – I positioned myself once more – grabbed Dads hips – and forced my dick past the tight spot. Dad groaned, but then I was in. I was IN!. They heard the guys encouraging them to go farther and with that, Amy broke the kiss and took off her dress. To the four men’s surprise, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties and was sitting there already naked and prepared for more. Rebecca was impressed; Amy had taken the initiative against her own nature. Not to be outdone, she also quickly stripped down to nothing. And again the girls were kissing, Rebecca lightly pushed Amy down onto the bed and lightly kissed down her body circling her. It was just like Olivia had pictured it. The Lion's Mouth sat like an old, squat codger awaiting another hand of poker. The old carriage inn was straight out of a Dickens novel, with its thick thatched roof and yellowed stucco sides and mullioned windows set deep within its timber-trussed walls. The old oaks and hornbeams that embraced the inn had already shed their leafs, their black skeletal limbs clutching at the drizzly late afternoon sky. It was just what she had fantasized and feared. They reacted automatically to directions and seemed to have no spirit left. Dr. Walling explained that although he was not a psychiatrist he had read of this happening to prisoners. He said given time they should recover.Surprisingly, seven of the prisoners were also members of the original biker group who had opposed the violent methods of the leaders of the renegades. We found that the club that made up the backbone of the renegade group had been peaceable before the collapse. Some of those.