The sex toy party isn’t the only party that the girls have invited me to. It would appear that the girls have a party at different girl’s houses a...out once per fortnight and they’d started asking Ethan and I to go to them. I was thrilled to be included as it made me feel that I was really becoming one the girls.When we got to the first party it was all a bit new to me. I suppose that it was a bit like the sex toys party to start with, people standing around talking in groups and drinking. Ethan. The pitch of my voice raises as I begin to softly beg, "please, please, please." The merciless onslaught on my pussy continues, the sweat begins to pour from me, my body stiffens as I lift up to stand on my toes. I am frozen as the spray begins all over your hand. It overwhelms me so much that I am sobbing with the relief.While lowering myself from my tiptoes I become aware that you are not necessarily pleased with me. You hold me sternly by the shoulders. Your voice tells me I was wrong to cum. ^There'd been no riots or other major events overnight. There'd only been two intrusions over the wall, and they'd both been ordinary guys of no significance or intelligence.Many of the participants in yesterday's mob had wisely decided that going home would be a good idea, but that was proving problematic for many of the thousand people who'd lost their car keys. They had no keys, no clothes, no cellphones, no money (the banks were closed, but the people had no ID either), no food, and usually. With so many peoplestaying, space was tight and many had to double up toaccommodate everyone. I was to share a bed with mylittle brother. I was not too thrilled about that anddecided that I could do better. I had explored the place when I first got there anddiscovered a very tiny room off the basement corridor.It was not much more that a large closet but it had aroll away bed in it and I figured any bed by myself wasbetter that being kicked in the ribs all night by mykid brother. Later that.