Glenda had a quizzical look on his face; I assured him it was just some random thought that had made me laugh.Glenda switched on the Jacuzzi, and soon...it was bubbling along nicely. It was not long before I had him sitting on my dick, and he moved up and down on it, his own dick rubbing against my stomach. I was enthralled with his tits and began playing with them; it felt nice to have those in my face whilst feeling his dick rubbing against my stomach, as his tight ass moved up and down on my. Pam was quick to respond.“I thought you and Marianne had a regular work-out routine,” Pam asked. I seized on the opportunity to see where it might go.“No,” I responded, “We haven’t worked out in months.” Pam looked at me. “Really?” she asked. “How do you handle all the stress?”I smiled.“It’s hard,” I replied. Pam’s eyes very briefly cut to my crotch. “I know that feeling,” she replied, “all too well.”Her quick glance at my manhood was the opening I had hoped for. “You know,” I replied, “Maybe. So I went to the computer room and sat at the desk and logged in to one of the gay sites I have used for many fun meets. I looked around the site to see who was on and after a few timewasters a guy fianaly got in contact with me who wanted abit of fun. We sent a few emails back and forth to each other and organised a meet.I quickly ran upstair and into my sisters room and quickly grabbed some of her underwear and then headed to the bathroom to have a quick shower. I stepped out of the shower. Whitehall Montana. There's an abandoned airfield just south and a little west of the town. That's where the voice is telling me we need to go. He hasn't told me, but I think he believes there used to be a lab there and that's where some of the shit were dealing with was studied." Jen, why didn't you tell us this before? We could be heading into a trap," Jason said as he started to get angry.Jen felt a bit strange as she felt something pushing at her mind. She lowered her head and let her mind.