" The Brit suggested. "It's a shame we have to worry about how things look as well as staying alive." Oh I agree, There is one thing we can do though,... I suggested."What's that," Kurt asked."We can make some foo gas booby traps," I suggested. We all agreed that foo gas bombs might well be the difference in somebody getting away and there being no survivors."Me and the Brit went and bought all the bottle soda the neighborhood grocery store had. We also bought all the dish washing soap available.. ‘Do you plan on growing a cock tonight?’ Peggy laughed. ‘Not really but I have just the thing for you. I never travel without my companion but let’s get you ready first,’ Janine replied. Janine rolled Peggy over on her stomach and lifted her by her hips so that her ass was in the air. Then she wet one of her fingers with her own saliva and rubbed it gently against the opening in Peggy’s ass. Janine lubricated Peggy’s asshole with her spit before sliding one finger into her pressing it past her. If you read this story and are interested in knowing what happens next, go ahead and leave me a comment. =========================== Three to Get Ready =========================== Sylvia sighed and stared into her cup of coffee, idly rubbing the backs of her fingers across her keyboard. Of course they wouldn’t be on now, it was far too early for San Francisco. She missed them. They hadn’t seen each other for ages, what with the move and all. A little orange flicker caught her eye. A message. The morning passed quietly as we travelled through the empty countryside only seeing a kangaroo or two or the cattle moving to better country along the drover’s trails. We stopped at lunch and spread out a blanket to eat on. As the blanket went down our clothes came off and suntan oil was applied to keep those all-over tans that we held from the time we had spent on the beach. As we ate I felt my arousal growing as I watched your body and remembered how we made passionate love only recently,.