I watched as Anna quickly sprayed some fresh perfume and applied a fresh coat of lipstick. I could feel my cock twitching in my pants, knowing that ve...y shortly those sweet lips would be wrapped tightly around some strangers throbbing cock.As Anna put her things away the lonely car flashed its head lights at us, a signal that he was ready for some action."Are you ready for this Anna?" I asked."I have never felt so scared in my life," she smiled, "but I've also never felt so fucking horny. ” He wanted to rub his dick all over her luscious tits and beautiful face.John understood that Lara was very proud of her oversized rack. She was delighted to show it off and John (and every other guy at the gym and many of the women) was delighted to look at her knockers.Lara got out of her SUV. She was wearing tight work out pants and a super tight boob-hugging black t-shirt. Her sexy long blond hair flowed down freely well below her shoulders. John couldn’t resist gawking at Lara’s big tits.. I felt wonderful. I felt dirty. I certainly felt full of mens sperm. I loved the snatches of dirty talk that my brain managed to process. I loved the way I was referred to as the dirty slut. Under normal circumstances Id have been horrified to be called such names, but under these circumstances I revelled in it. One can after all, be called a slut as an insult or as a compliment. The events of that experience, afterwards seemed confused in my memory. Ive no definite recollection of how it came. The next thing we know there is a very angry Napoleon making his way toward us.He storms over, his eyes manic and looking to pin this new twist on one of us. Camulus stalks forward and intercepts Napoleon before he can reach me."We found a scanner." Camulus say dead calm. "he was the only one left alive in the the cells."Napoleon still looks like he is screaming mad but, at Camulus' word much of the steam goes out of him. He looks sharply at Wezzel and raises and eyebrow."A scanner?" Napoleon.