That night I pitched my sleeping bag up on top of the overhang that jutted out over the entrance to our cave. I intended to stand watch from where the...locals wouldn’t expect anyone to be watching. Before I knew it, I had everyone up there with me, including Unna. In fact after the incident that morning the little tyke was a bit clingy. I could understand that. It’s not often that people come along to kidnap you. It’s also not often when you witness someone getting their windpipe crushed. I just. As we showered together after trimming each other’s pubic hair so that we both have a long identical patch over our sex I asked Roger what should we wear to greet Suzi.“Less is always more baby, flaunt your ass for Suzi and me,” he tells me as he towels me dry and kisses and licks my ass and puts his hand between my legs and teases my cunt lips with a fingertip.When Suzi arrives Roger is wearing only very tight jeans which highlights his tanned, muscular body. I am wearing heels, an unbuttoned. Arnold had managed to extricate his forces from the trap and was making his way back up the shoreline to the New Jersey area hoping to link up with the redcoat forces and hasten a relief column to Yorktown. With each passing day, that hope was slowly extinguished.Then on a bright and shiny Monday morning, numerous sails were sighted on the horizon. The bells in the city rang out thinking that they had been miraculously saved by the British fleet making swift time from the New York area.When it. (Read The Pond to see all the action that Brad witnessed.) Chelsea sits up as she hears a commotion behind her. Hearing her gasp, Annie looks up and says, “Brad!” As both Tina and Britt turn in the direction Annie and Chelsea are looking, they see a man being lead out of the woods, followed by two women on horses. Glancing down they see he has his hand around his hard cock, which is sticking out over the top of his, running shorts. *** So intent on the action Brad did not notice or hear the two.