The commune had six. Helen and her brother were the only members under fifty. Helen was barely in her twenties, her brother even younger. By rights an... all the natural laws of physics she should be in college right now and he should be finishing high school. Instead she was trapped here in the middle of nowhere, hoping to stay one step ahead of the undead horde. Helen’s offer was tempting, perhaps too tempting. Staying at the commune was definitely the best chance of survival that had been. At that point I knew where this will lead and I told her that we should lock the office main door and put down the blinds. As I got back from locking the door and putting down the blind, Caitlin literally jump on me and gave me a passionate kiss. As we were kissing my right hand snake it way under her skirt and started rubbing her shave pussy over her g-string and my left hand were busy unbutton her blouse and massaging her tits. By this time Caitlin already had my pant around my ankles and her. He spends most of his free time, (when he isn't in combat training), in the local tavern listening for rumours of any beautiful princesses that are in dire need of rescuing. After a few quick weeks of waiting, a messenger finally staggers into the tavern. After the young knight buys him a few drinks, they start talking.The drunken messenger slurrs, "I 'ave 'eard aboot a distant, and remote stone tower in which an evil princess has been locked inside by a beautiful witch, or was it a beautiful. "So that is what you are looking at, big women playing with themselves! Not the young schoolgirl or the pornstart with fake boobs!?" The questions in her voice sounds like an invitation to confess what I like to watch. Just the ordinary woman next door, perhaps unhappy with her body however looking hot and sexy for me. "Now I know your taste so let's see how you make yourself cum and get it over with so I can go home to cook and you do not shock other people passing by your house, come on, down.