They stand in the doorway for a moment around seeing they have a choice to make.“So which tunnel do we take?” she asks.“I have a feeling it won�...�t matter. I honestly can’t there being too many places to go.”Soldiers appear from around the tunnel to the right opening fire onto the two agents. They return fire as they head up the opposite tunnel.“So much for secrecy!” Samantha yells over the gunfire.“You didn’t expect it to last forever did you?”“Not really.”There run through the tunnels taking. I was only sad that it wasn’t going to be forever. They never said how long they could stay. Olive said they might be back next spring. But she couldn’t say for sure. The folks sent another letter saying they would be back mid week, I was expected for dinner Sunday. I checked their house over, but everything was fine. I invited the girls to go along with me Sunday. Olive said. ‘We are much to close to being done do that. Maybe another time.’ The rest of the week they broke tradition and both. There wasn’t much room, but we were holding each other so tightly we forgot about the party! The party broke up around two and Sarah invited me back to her place for a glass of wine. Her room was large with a sofa and a huge fluffy, four poster bed. We started with the wine on the sofa, but less than ten minutes later we found ourselves naked and under the 8 inch thick down comforter. She had a tight, nicely rounded butt with firm, hand-sized breasts. We carressed and fondled each other for a. My ass was gaping, inviting him back in. He had been with some pretty unadventurous women which was fine by me. I doubted at the time and rightly so that he had never experienced that particular view of a woman's tonsils. ?Look at that Joseph! You have made your teacher look like a whore.? Between the sight of my yawning ass and the comment he started to loose it. I felt the first spurt hit me in the middle of my back. ?You lick up what you spill.? I said as he frantically.