The drug had kicked in and I was much more receptive now. Strattera helped but I tried to avoid it so I could build up some form of resistance. It was...not happening now.Herb and Kim hurt too but we stayed to find those that had been in the house. We could find none of them.The pack arrived but couldn't get near. I said, "Brandon, Tatum, Dina, William, you guys stay here and see if any of them got away. We're going to get Emily."It took time to get out of the area. Fire trucks, ambulances, and. "Uh, oh yeah, sorry," I said. My eyes drifted upwards until they met hers. I flushed a little.Within a very few minutes it was as though there was nothing strange going on at all. We were talking and cracking jokes, standing there in our underwear drawing pictures of each other. It was, I must say, weird with a capital WE.We stood facing each other, partially hidden behind our easels, peeking around the sides every once in a while to get a glimpse, then returning to our drawing. Ten minutes. A seductive Dance. He never came closer to me than the sword’s length. The first man in my life to ever not come any closer to me than I allowed. He seemed to wait for an invitation. This, I did not allow. No man would ever have invitation again into my circle. He turned and left into the darkness as easily as he came.Every time I fought some father trying to protect his prescious daughter from me. I felt those fierce eyes on me. Every time I sliced off the head of a whining soldier. I felt. Her cunt was looking wet, glistening, red and raw. The labia were wide open, engorged and it looked abused.Around her naked body, the party was in full swing.I moved to stand in front of her.Anita then lifted her head although most of her face was covered by her sweaty wet curly blond hair. Her eyes looked unfocused…"Fuck me..." My sensual wife hissed very softly…I then began to undo the rope."Fuck me…" Ana repeated, as she lifted her body to thrust and grind her dripping wet cunt on me.My cock.