.as she clutched the rug in the Hallway as she said..rapidly "I'm gonna cum" three times...as the vibrator popped loose sending a river of sticky wet ...irl semen up against Jodi's cheek...which Lynn needed more as she took the vibrator on her clit...sending out another creamy climax. Kristin began to tremble...hearing Lynn's release as Danni could feel the throbbing of Kristin's cock...as Kristin yelped she shot load after load of her dick cream into Danni's mouth...dribbling out onto Danni's. There wasn’t much in the shelter (OK, it was an empty cold-storage locker, well insulated to keep the heat of the wood stove he had installed in and the cold of Long-winter out) except for a bunk and storage spaces, a chair and work-space/eating surface. It was small enough for the stove to heat efficiently, which didn’t mean it was small as the stove was efficient and the insulation stupendous and he had constructed a vis-queen air-lock over the door to prevent drafts. So the two growing girls. In the 15 minutes it would take to drink this Dean and his mystery partner would be in the throes of passion. He would interrupt and join in on a steamy threesome. He began gulping at the cold brew to calm his nerves.Feeling the alcohol steel his nerves Jon walked to the lift and pressed the floor button. As he stepped out he could feel the butterflies in his stomach, and the stirring in his crotch. He arrived at the familiar door with the golden "325" emblazoned across it. He pressed his ear. And what he does to me. What he makes me do. He exudes power. Mastery. Images of that clinical torture chamber inside the vault keep appearing on the fringes of my mind and fleeting questions about what he would do to me there. No. It isn’t ‘would.’ It is ‘will.’ If I am honest with myself I will admit that something inside me reacts to the certainly of that ‘will.’ Is that what I want? What has he revealed in me that I never knew was there? I must regain control of myself. Or do I really what.