HE was jumbled.He was ... standing. Should he be standing? It was strange – whenever he’d woken before, he’d always been lying down. What did it...mean? Reality or delusion? Had he gone crazy?He was standing – and there was a weight about him. A heaviness, pulling him. Slowing him. His vision was obstructed. Tunneled forward.He was wearing armor. He was standing and wearing armor. His armor. It was ... wrong. It felt ... different. It felt like a part of him, but a part of him that had changed.. She was surprising herself more and more at just how good a survivor she was turning out to be!The Captain spent much of his day in an upstairs room, photographing Miss O'Brien's daily life from behind a one-way window. On the fifth day of non-stop rain he had the photo session of a lifetime! The incessant downpour meant that poor Katie had forgotten what it was like to be dry.The weather temporarily improved one day and she was sleeping in the welcome if anaemic sun when a hand on her shoulder. I felt myself harden. My penis was jutting out of my shorts. I felt her breasts against me, her nipples firmly pressed against my chest. I could taste her amazing breath, I could smell her body, and I was more turned on than I ever had been in my life.It didn't take long before Karly was standing there in front of me, wearing nothing but her bikini underwear and a bra. I was in my boxers, and, within a couple of minutes, we were completely undressed, naked, pressing against each other in a. Billy stood and looked, seeing the inviting crack, the puckering of her asshole, her cunt so hairy and juicy just above.Donna held the cheeks of her ass wide apart, her panties to one side.Billy went to his knees, his cock rubbing along her fiery cunt. Donna pressed her crotch up, feeling his balls rubbing along the crack of her ass, pressing at her asshole while he rubbed the shaft of his cock back and forth on her boiling cunt."That feels very good, baby," she hissed. "I can feel your cock.