We continued to talk and tell stories when all of the sudden she got an odd look on her face. "Can you help me get upstairs to the bathroom?" she aske...."Sure," I said, startled at the change in subject.I helped her up the steps the best I could and waited for her outside of the bathroom.After a few minutes and a few thumps coming from the bathroom, I heard her say, "Wayne, do you think you could help me a second. This bathroom is so small, I can't use my crutches to get off the seat." Are you. The way I felt right then, with my hubby holding my hips and thrusting into me, all those men staring at me while I got fucked hard, I would have taken on the whole bloody lot of them. I'd have allowed every one of those dirty, perverted fuckers to have a go at me, fucked them all and just let them use me as a cum dump."This is so fucking dirty," I moaned, screwing my hips and thrusting back against my husband. "You dirty bastards ... look at you all ..." My head lolled forward and I groaned.. . who knows? But we have to get counter leverage, somehow ... any comm units near hers?’Io: ‘Oh. Good thinking. Yeah. There’s five comms in the immediate vicinity.’Armis: ‘Track the history back on who they’ve called and who called them.’Io: ‘I am sorry, Armis. I’m not thinking very clearly. I should know to do that. I’m tracing that now ... Okay. There is a whole bunch of calls to each other and to other comms that are off line. The only way they’d be unreachable to me is if they were deep. * Craig watched her exit the Dockland Light Railway car, the flash of Adelia’s yellow dress and blonde hair immediately catching his eye. The pulse of arousal lubbed deep and low, a visceral need for physical contact an almost overwhelming urge when he clocked her legs. Her calves were fine sculptures, smooth and shiny and tanned as she strode towards him. Craig gulped and forced himself to stand his ground, to not rush up to the girl and kiss her mouth. He was already hard for Adelia as she.