After the college boys got me warmed up I neededa good fucking. The phone finally stopped and I got outta bedand headed for the kitchen to make coffee...for Pam. I was inthe kitchen only a short time when it rang again and I guessI sounded kinda crabby when I answered."Gee, I'm sorry. Did I call too soon?" the voice asked. ThenI recognized the voice as Sarah's."Oh hon., sorry didn't mean to seem mad at you, just got up,"I told her feeling a little guilty. "What's up?" Big trouble Darla. When I. Sounds interesting. So what do you have in mind.”, Susan asked.“I want you to be a bitch today. A real bitch. I will put a collar around your neck and you have to act like a bitch to entertain my friends.” “Bow bow.”, Susan let out a barking sound. I could not believe she agreed to act like an animal, a bitch, in front of so many filthy, low class people – who were all seated in a circle around us now.“Very good. You are already into action. Now take off all your clothes and kneel down.” Khalid. Mentally patting himself on the back for letting finesse win over lust, he moved in and out of her like a lover, rather than the man-slut he often was.Eventually need took over, and Reina picked up the pace, backing her ass against him erotically. He reached around and dipped a finger inside her wetness again, then used the moistened digit to tease her throbbing, swollen clit.Reina bucked faster and harder, and, as Chad let go deep inside her ass, she came hard and squirted her juices all over. "Fuck off!" The Foole loudly bellowed to the gunsels on the other side of the door. "This door stays shut! Watters orders, until the security breach is over! I don't care who the fuck you are! It's my ass if this door opens before I get orders to, so piss off!"I had to admit that it worked!I found a small stash of 10mm ammo and took the time to reload my empty mags for the MP-5. Same for my .45 M1911 ones. No grenades, or anything nearly resembling happy overkill like a wench-portable mini-gun.