"Tiffany, make sure all the lights are out, the doors are closed, and that George is tied out before you leave. I hate to do this to you, but I've got...to get to Warsaw."It was a big responsibility for Tiffany, and she knew it. There had only been a couple of times that her parents had left it up to her to get herself and Henry out to the bus stop, and Henry could be a slowpoke about getting around. She kept after him, though, and they actually got to watch cartoons for a few minutes before it. It will be safer than here' she said, pulling the car back onto the road.'Awww, come on Mom' I said, 'we were going to try and meet girls'.'Yeah' added Matt, 'Hopefully some hot ones'.'Well, maybe you can watch some Playboy tonight' my mother said with a smile, her eyes on the road.Andy jumped on this 'Really, you would let us watch some Playboy stuff tonight?'My mother was surprised by this, 'Actually, I was joking, but I suppose that would be OK'.This was greeted with cheering and whooping. I remember I was so deeply aroused that I pumped and pumped my spunk into her and she seemed to go on orgasming for some moments after I had finished as she sort of writhed and wriggled with pleasure. We were both breathing hard with the pent up exertion of gripping each other so tightly without moving very much.After, she lay with me still buried deep inside her, softening, but still firm enough to stay nicely coupled with her. We were so comfortable like this and there seemed no reason to. We ran for the far side of the river to make it too far to us for accurate shooting. Jess had stopped shooting when the people had dropped behind the levee, so there was no shooting from our side. The other guys quit shooting pretty soon thereafter.That encounter woke us up. We had drifted into a complacent shell as we had moved into a better looking countryside, but those shots at us were a convincing indicator that this land was a long way from peaceful. Either those guys on the bank were.