They packed their stuff and moved away to another hut several hundred yards away.I sat down in the sand but she preferred to stand nearby, still tryin... to cover her pussy a bit and fidgeting with her legs crossing them over each other. Suddenly I saw from behind her hand a starting stream; she was peeing and could not stop it. Her face was in panic, pee streaming down her legs and dribbling over her hand.She started to weep a bit and told me many apologies for this, she could not be helped, she. The group arrived at their lounge buffet approximately two hours before sunset, and unlike the other parties, they sensed immediately that something was seriously wrong. The elevator ride had taken far to long to be reasonable, three and a half minutes, and none of them had felt any motion. They were astonished to find themselves above ground, and after a quick discussion agreed to ignore the buffet and explore the building first.It was a confusing couple of hours. The building seemed fully. And Xuanzang was sending me a very obvious scowl. I had clearly offended her. Both of them looked pissed off with their dark eyes and slight snarls. But for some reason, the looks on their faces went straight to my cock. I raised my eyebrows at them, taking in their frustrated glances. They were definitely pissed, and for whatever reason, I loved it. Their angry looks went straight to my cock, making it twitch. “Wait,” I said softly. “I’ll… I’ll be good. I’ll be good for you.” I made my next. He just grinned and nodded yes.She then took his night stick over to the bed with her. It was made of a very hard wood and very shiny. It must have had 20 layers of shellac on it as it was as smooth as glass. It was your standard night stick, about 2 feet long with a handle sticking out of the side. She stuck the striking end inside of her before climbing on the bed, kneeling away from Phillip. She then positioned herself so that the other end of the night stick firmly placed itself into.