James turned to me. "Check out the throwing zi-wu. I'm not sure they're the same size as those you used during the simulation."I pulled a couple of th...m from the bag. "They're a little larger," I said.James grimaced. "Shit. Well, try them. That's what the dartboard is for. If you're not comfortable with them, I'll make a call and get them replaced tomorrow morning."Jason had removed a framed print from the wall and hung the dartboard in its place. When he stepped away, I threw the first zi-wu,. Do you wish to block his attempts?" I should," James replied with a snarl. "But if he only sees rooms and not the hallways it shouldn't matter too much. Just make sure he doesn't find out about our little hold out tunnel. I'm beginning to fear we might have to use it someday."Yvette gasped as she entered the room. "James you are talking about taking on trained marines. We don't have the training to do that." Tell me something I don't know," James growled. Bethany and I threw ourselves at James. Well at least back then I thought it was impressive. I watched his boner as the groping and fingering continued till my boyfriend guided his friends hand to my very wet pussy. He wasted no time and fingered me with if I remember correctly 3 fingers. It startled me at first but it was such an erotic thing going on that they went in with ease. Within a few minutes they had me stripped naked, on the couch kissing one while the other one guided his cock to my waiting hole and wham. He fucked me. ‘Can I get you girls something to drink?’ They all followed him into the kitchen, a gaggle of hens cackling around him as he poured more wine. He served cheese and crackers, yogurt covered raisins and nuts, and a tray of celery, baby carrots, baby tomatoes, and sweet peas with Ranch dressing. He shivered each time a hand would drift across his butt, or his back, or his chest. They were watching him, touching him, teasing him, as they talked and drank. The kitchen had become a tiny cocktail.