Instead of lifting a hand to stop her my fingers clinched my hands together tightly in front of my panties, frozen. Like a grape being peeled, it slow...y started to expose the soft flesh of my upper breast. We both stared at the reflection in the mirror. The dark brown of my areola came into view… then my soft puffy nipple, even browner than the surrounding flesh, was exposed to our mutual glance. I thought; ‘I guess I didn’t look too bad…’ I didn’t want to disappoint the first adult that looked. May was sitting on the edge of his bed now, her eyes glued to the television set and almost annoyed expression on her face. Doing his best to ignore that and grab a change of clothes, Richard crossed over to his small dresser and opened up the top shelf where he stored his underwear only to find it totally empty. 'That's strange,' he mumbled and proceeded to open up the other two shelves hoping to find a spare pair stashed there by accident. Not only did he not find one he also noticed that he. I slid slowly over Sam's pleasure spot, slowly back, and slooowly forth. And that was it for him. "UHHHHHNNN!" I watched his little cock spasm. Once. Twice. Three short spurts of milky-white boy juice. The rest dribbled out of his softening boy stick and pooled at his belly button. Riley must have felt the pleasure in his twin's voice, and he moaned, about to cum his little manly cum. "No you don't!" I said, pulling myself out and off of the boys. In one motion I had Riley flat on his back.. "Fookin amateurs," from Emma."Yep, radio silence now unless it's important," I responded.I surmised correctly that the outside teams would move into position to cover the entrance/exits of the building with particular regard to getting Andy and Mike between the mob and their vehicles as the lads were crack shots with their bows, far more than Gwen, Jenny or Laurel, who were covering the edge of the woods for stragglers.They say patience is a virtue but it's not a virtue I was cultivating during.