He showed no emotion its like he didn't even feel me sucking his dick. I looked out of the corner of his eye and saw him bald his hand into a fist ver... tight. So i had to think fast, i punched him in his nuts. He fell to the floor, i grabbed my car keys, my phone and my wallet and ran out the door in a tank top, basketball shorts and no shoes only socks.I sped out the door and down the steps, the momentum was so strong on my way down the stairs that i fell 1/2 way down, i manage to hold on to. They continued to advance along the track but were forced to do so at the walking pace of Ryan as he followed the traces of broken leaves and bent branches of the trail.When night came, they were forced to stop and wait for the light of day to continue. All of them were extremely worried about Neona and frustrated at the slow pace they were forced to use. Ryan did not sleep well that night, every time he closed his eyes he had visions of Neona's dead body found along the trail he was following.. “Oh you fucking dyke”, cried Lucy, in turn pulling the top of Andrea’s blouse and tearing it off, white buttons flying all over the floor.Roger intervened and slipped off my wife’s black miniskirt from behind.Our wives were naked and resumed their fight. They kicked and punched each other. Andrea pulled on a strand of Lucy’s hair off. Lucy shrieked. Roger tackled me and we both fell on the floor throwing punches and cursing at each other.The wives stopped for a minute and watched us fighting.. After showering and shaving my face I put on a skin conditioner and was about to microwave something for dinner the phone rang. It was Wendy again and I asked her what she was doing tonight as I was having a few friends over and have a party in the basement. Wendy said, “Well I was going to watch a movie tonight and turn in late, but the party sounds good. Is there any dress code tonight or do I come as I am?” she asked and I told her to since it was warm out to wear a comfortable pair of.