His hole was a different shade of deep pink to brown, slightly crinkled and folded, with little whispish light blond hair encircling this orifice long...considered, the sewage next to the playground.My face was just inches from it, and as he lay on his back with his legs pulled back and up, he knew he was moments away from experiencing, the incredible act of 'Ringing', having his asshole penetrated with my feminine tongue, licked and poked, kissed, cleaned, and loved with passion, an act. I looked up at Molly and saw she had her eyes closed and lips open. She was breathing deeply waiting patiently to see what I was going to do. I leaned forward and kissed her cock head and just held the kiss on the tip of my lips. I could feel the pre-cum against them and stuck my tongue out and licked it up. It tasted sweet and not at all disgusting as I'd imagined it would. I pushed forward more and took Molly's cock head into my mouth being careful to cover my teeth with my lips -- I know. A lot of other people weren't.I ran up to the entrance of the Vault, pushing my way through the crowd gathered there. A squad of soldiers kept only a tiny fraction of order with drawn and readied assault rifles. The noise of desperate people was maddening. Ahead of me, I saw people let through the checkpoint. Others turned away by force. Anyone let through that had brought personal things, suitcases, backpacks, and in one stupid-ass case a huge trunk, had their bags taken and thrown aside,. I volunteered to make breakfast for the crew after I took a shower.Marilyn and Nikki stayed home Saturday after breakfast. Adrian took Jim, Penny and me on a grand tour of Charlottesville. In the morning we visited Monticello and Ash-Lawn Highlands, James Monroe's home. We had lunch at the Michie Tavern and then visited the Blenheim Vineyards. I bought a couple nice bottles of wine for Penny and me to enjoy back home.Everyone hung out at Adrian's and Nikki's later in the afternoon while.