There had been alcohol. There had been sex, conversation and, somewhere, nagging at my mind, a presence. There were shadows from the evening, lurking ...t the edges of my mind. My recall of Bob, my work colleague, was sharp enough. He had told me about the walk he'd taken with Karen, who had needed fresh air because of a headache. The scene he had related to me, in the club, was that they had walked round the back of the building, and down a road in the nearby industrial estate. Thinking about. I just stood and took my one garment off. One slick movement armpits to ankles. N*ked. Classy eh? He was stunned He loved my little tits and my shaved pussyI slowly encouraged him to get undressed. He was reticent at first, but gradually the tank top and the plaid shirt came off, and I was surprised to find underneath the drab exterior he was absolutely RIPPED. He apparently did hundredsof sit ups a day , he said it calmed him - and there were more surprises to be had , as well. I helped him. That I brought you into this world. I just can't resist, Rebecca.”Her fingers jammed into my asshole. Two digits plunged into my bowels. I shuddered as she sat down on her bed. I groaned at the incestuous heat burning in my anal sheath. My pussy drank it in. My futa-cock throbbed hard, bobbing before me. My mom's mouth opened wide.She engulfed me.My mom sucked on my girl-cock and fingered my asshole. I trembled, my breasts rising and falling. It was insane. I couldn't believe how amazing this. “Fuck that shit, Jones. We know what they are. No need to repeat. Tell us about the flag.”“I was there for two hours. It was awesome. The guards were there but they couldn’t do shit about me, you know?”Jones took a long swig of his beer, swallowed, and slammed the can down.“Fuck ‘em all. Fuck ‘em.”Ed stood up.“OK, Jones. We get the picture. Good job. Put the flag away.”Ed turned to the others.“Jeff, what did you guys find out about the girl?”“We saw her Friday morning but we couldn’t do it. She.