Lie still!"Rachel and I increased our speed and ran until we saw a cabin. In the disturbed snow in front lay a naked woman, arms held over her head by...a huge man who was threatening her with a large knife. A second man was standing between her legs and pulling down his pants. "It's them!" Rachel gasped."They're dead!" I replied as we pulled to a stop and took aim.I put my selector for automatic and grinned as I saw Rachel do the same.I reminded her to breathe slowly and heard her mutter. I was breathing hard and both my ass and my dick were throbbing with excitement as Ang pulled the monster dildo from my ass and replaced it with her hand. To my surprise, and Lisa’s by the sound she made, Ang’s entire hand slid up my ass past her wrist on the first push. I had never felt anything like this before. While the dildo had been thicker, I had never felt anything like having a hand shoved up my ass with the fingers moving around inside me. It was awesome and I didn’t want it to stop.. Dozens of long, dark appendages, like smooth tentacles unfurl from the blackness and glide toward my shaking form. When they reach me, they are gentle and surprisingly warm as they run along my thin legs and torso. They are smooth and slick with something like oil which creates a pleasurable tingle in my skin. Soon they surround me and I am gently lifted from the stone ground, cradled by the warm tentacles, more of which run along my breasts and play circle my nipples. A small sound escapes my. Though ... they are too difficult; they’d have to smuggle it in from whatever their real source is before they could trans-ship to South Africa. The government is unfriendly in Morocco and Tunisia. Algiers is a possibility, but where would they get fissile material? The ports in Libya are a mess after Gadaffi’s death. That leaves Alexandria, on the Med side. Of course, the easy solution is a ship out of Bandar Abbas in Iran. They have the goods and control the port.”C: “You think we should head.