We had a chain going with an old senior sergeant that had driven the ammo transport tossing crates of ammo to the sergeant. He let it turn him before ...ossing it to the corporal who did the same thing and tossed it to the other private. I was just inside the bunker sliding the crates into the bunker loader. The crack of a bullet moving through the air had me spinning as the crate dropped to the floor.I quickly unslung the rifle from my back as the whole area was riddled with bullets. The old. Their smiling faces and efficient manner did little to assuage my anxiety over the lightning and wind that was forecast. There was a precision about their movements as they assured me that all would be well. I ordered a bottle of wine and prepared for the assault to come. The roaring storm lasted for several hours. Something kept hitting the glass of my window, but the promises made by the staff held true. My room was secure even from water that might have leaked under the door in a less. Anyway, to go back to the “Alfresco Orgy”, after the events that Annie wrote about, me and Chris ended up pretty drained and needing a break from fucking. The girls went off for a swim, presumably to wash our semen out of their pussies, and we went up to the farmhouse to have a shower. Luckily, there was no-one else around, so we went into the bathroom and took it in turns to clean up. There didn’t seem much point in being modest after what we’d been doing, so we just stripped off together. I. And there was something exciting about the complete exposure of living under those conditions.Bear took her suitcase with her to the bedroom and set it down beside the bed. She stretched towards the ceiling, cracking a few joints while she did. Then she stretched to the floor, bending at her waist. Her pussy was outlined perfectly in those yoga pants."What do you think of the place?" she asked, turning around to face me."I don't know," I said, walking towards her and putting my hands around her.