From midnight until midday -- those are the rules for April Fool pranks, aren't they?Mum and Dad were off for a few days -- they ran their own busines... and together they'd headed off to a conference and exhibition which would keep them busy until Thursday, so Julie and I were on our own for three days.I'd stayed in, purporting to be studying (an unlikely story, truthfully!) while Julie had been out 'up town' -- presumably clubbing, or at least enjoying a few drinks with her pals and it was. Julie, of course, has Kogarasu Maru strapped to her back. Strapped to her waist and legs are no longer the dual Smith & Wesson forty millimeter pistols, but rather a specially made holster belt strap that holds dual Heckler & Koch MP7A1 submachine guns with suppressors. Each carries a forty round magazine. Julie has a belt full across her back of extra magazines. Spencer on the other hand carries a Glock 22 with suppressor which uses Smith & Wesson forty millimeter rounds and a Remington 870. She glared at him, but she knew it was true. He pulled away his hands. "But first, take off those jeans and socks." She tried to fight it but her hands unfastened her jeans and slid them down her legs. She stepped out of them and discarded them, just as she had her shirt, then she pulled her socks off. Now clad only in white cotton panties, she resumed standing immobile. The sensation of helpless certainty of her situation, filled her with renewed rage and terror. He slipped one finger under. Tempted as he was to just jerk himself fast and hard and spray his cum all over his side of the fence, he forced himself to keep his pace slow. After all, Megan has just begun her show. Last thing he wanted to do was to end their game prematurely.She helped herself to a bottle of lube, pouring it over the black latex cock liberally until ropes of thick liquid were running down its length and dripping onto her bare stomach. He watched in fascination as the stream coursed slowly between her.