"Coach Moore saw THAT!" she exclaimed."I could use a quick blowjob," Jack chuckled as he stroked his cock. "Are you interested, or should I ask one of...the other girls."Sylvia was a sixteen-year-old sophomore and hopelessly in love with him. Jack used that to his advantage whenever the urge hit. Sylvia always kept her long blonde hair in a pony-tail, and even though her breasts were on the smaller size, her cunt was tight. Plus, she loved to give him blowjobs; the only thing she wouldn't do is. She also brought all of the spare cylinders and the loose ammunition. I wondered how much real good all of those guns would do for us, but the women felt better with them handy, so I did not argue. Personally, I hoped that we would have no use for any of them.We arrived in Bloody Gulch about mid-morning, and the women went to the general store for food and a few other things they needed. Meanwhile, I went to the gunsmith for ammunition. As expected, everybody in town was afraid of Jake Holbein,. We saw my mom, Beth, and Cassie, having a few drinks at the bar. We walk over to them and immediately, Cassie started asking questions. “Where have you guys been? Theresa said that you were sick Cathy? Are you all right?”“Yes yes. I’m perfectly fine now. Thanks to some very strong and powerful medicine,” said Cathy giving me a wink and a smile. My mom looks over at me with a puzzling look. None of the girls looked or acted like how they were when my mom first met them. Except Cindy. She was. I'd set off from the house as usual to walk to school but instead went through some woods to the edge of the country park where it merged into forestry. It was a warm summer morning but once inside the conifers it was shady and cool. I left the main track and zig-zagged between the closely growing trees to a small clearing I'd discovered. My heart was pounding as I took off my uniform and hung it on a low branch. I paused between each piece of clothing and listened nervously. Nothing, only the.