Now you have to figure out what to do about it." There was no sympathy in her sister's voice, and Jeanette looked at her strangely. She was beginning ...o get angry."Who was it encouraged me to audition? Who was it thought it would be good for my 'middle-aged ego'? Who was it said Brent would never find out because he didn't ever go to places like that? You've got a very convenient memory, Jo." Oh grow up, Jeanette. You're a big girl now. You've fucked up, so live with it. Besides, he's likely. "There are no large animals in the area. It looks like the Brutes over hunted and nothing has come in to replace them yet. Whatever the Scanner are they seem to be mostly nocturnal. All we have to do is keep an eye out for human patrols. But do not get too close the the compound." I warn them."What difference would that make?" Galahad asks, as he has taken on the roll of the skeptic."They may have some type of electronic surveillance. And we can not use the excuse of a large animal to mask our. ‘I’ve wanted that cock in me ever since that time at the beach several years ago when I noticed how well the front of your suit filled out. I was so jealous of my sister getting that big hard cock slammed into her and I wasn’t. It made my pussy drip just thinking about it.’ All the while she is talking her one hand is rubbing and stroking my cock and balls while her other hand is rubbing my come onto her tits, belly and pussy while she sticks her fingers into her mouth to suck and lick them. It’s at times like these – very rare though they are – that I literally forget where I am, as I’m totally mesmerised by the girlie-goddess who’s showing Her loveliness in my full view. As a compulsive masturbator and girl-worshipper I have no control in situations like these, when I’m seeing what I normally only see in my mags. A wanker can’t choose when he sees what he needs to see – it can only happen by accident or when a Goddess decides you can. I’m in a trance and Miss Michelle is putting.