There was a place that we could land with difficulty and probably wasn't guarded. It was also dark and raining so they would be hard pressed to see us...anyway.The island must have five hundred men now. It usually had a quarter of that. There were camps on the land and many boats tied up at the shore or to the docks. Our night glasses allowed us to avoid the worse spots until we got to where the powder was stored. This was in three locations and the only doors were well guarded but the back of. “Ma’am,” he said, that smile still on his face.She watched him move away from her too, feeling the blush begin to re-stain her face. Then she turned to face her husband, who reached for her hand, and drew her into the library.“Please don’t make me do this,” moaned Felicity. She was sitting on Chester’s lap, where he had pulled her.“I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do,” said Chester, cupping one of her breasts.“Thank you,” she sighed.“But I want you to go to the reunion, and I want. Every tenth guy or so, she sponged herself off.“I don’t know why they like it so much, but they sure do!” she said gesturing to her cash box. Down the line a little were Miriam and Joanie, a pair of well-built blonde roommates with their hair in pigtails and ponytails selling the threesome experience. They had a big crowd of guys and a few girls around them, waiting their turns. It was a big crowd but not as big as the next slot, where Barbie was on her hands and knees taking on three guys at a. It was all pink and white and virginal. Uncle Greg's new wife had furnished it right after she came to live in the house. Vickie hated the furnishings and she hated Jackie.Under the covers she shamelessly fingered her pussy. She was horny. And why not? Every night it was the same old thing. She lay in bed and listened to Jackie screaming for Greg to fuck her. What a drag.The teenager's rosy nipples tingled. She fingered her clit. She felt an orgasm begin and pictured her cousin Vinnie's.