She was writhing now, jerky gasps interspersed within her heavy panting. I felt her arm, then her hand slide down along my body. Her smooth touch star...ed at my chest and moved slowly downward, rubbing as it went. My body jerked as her hand slipped into my pajamas and grasped my rock-hard cock. Now I joined her, gasping and panting as her cool, silky hand held me, squeezing and gently stroking me. It was hard to concentrate when her hand started to push my pajamas downward. I lifted my hips and. " "What?" my Mom said clearly confused and unaware where this was leading. "Come with me," Hannah instructed, pulling my Mother into the living room. Mom blindly followed still completely oblivious to what was about to transpire. Hannah sat on the couch, pulled up her dress, opened her legs and ordered, "Elaine, starting right now our relationship is going to change. I have wanted to fuck you for years but thought you were way to prim and proper for such sexual deviance. But now that I know. She was supposed to be chained up with the other two. Well, she wasn’t getting away, although she was moving incredibly fast. He managed to get a hand on her anyway -- George had always been fast.However, being fast wasn’t enough, and he suddenly found himself on the ground looking up at the sky, wondering the hell he’d gotten there. Then, as the pain in his arm set in, he looked at it and began to scream.George wasn’t the only casualty, but Jane didn’t bother to take more time than she had to. He only groaned and rolled over on the stack of empty cardboard boxes. She kicked harder. "Wake up Roland, something's wrong."He sat up and fumbled with his rifle. "Sergeant?" Get your gear together and outside, I got a bad feeling about this." The pre-dawn air was chilly, but that wasn't what made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Rioters moaned and pushed at the fence. They stood three deep in places, and even from the loading dock, she heard the fence creak. "Who's in charge.