James scavenged the men for some stuff. He got silk that Claire could use for sutures and took their clothing. The garments needed washing but would b... useful. Extra boots were great to have; you could never have too many of those. And there was a nice-looking pocket watch that still worked. They had some money on them. He took that and then, with Anne’s help, dragged their naked corpses far away from the camp to let the vultures have them.They set up camp in the spot the rapists were going to. "I guess you know why I'm here. Right!" He still wouldn't look up at me. I was about to lift him out of his chair when I spied something under his mattress. Sticking out at the side of his mattress was a glossy magazine. I guess he was looking at that when I banged on the door. I went over and pulled out the magazine."Don't!" he said alarmed as he rushed out of his chair. It was too late, though. I flipped it over to the cover and found myself staring at a hardcore sex mag which read: "Anal. . sweat form the stifling heat, yes, but also from her own a****l desire. As the air rose she remembered that she was wearing no knickers. Her smoothly shaven pussy now exposed to the air, she could feel the movement of air past the mound of her exposed outer labia. She became more and more aroused at this and began to feel the juices flow in her burning hot vagina, what would he do to her? She could only imagine and this made her burn with raw a****l desire.So he did want her, and she couldn't. She didn’t kiss me although she could have, she just snuggled up against me.Her naked body felt nice against me and little was said. She was rubbing her fingers up and down my chest as if she wanted to say something .So I finally spoke up “that was the first time I have ever had a blow job or even licked a pussy”. There was a giggle when she said it was the first time she has ever sucked on a real cock.”No regrets” I asked her, kissing her forehead “no regrets “she said turning her head as if.