He's not sure if it's fatigue, heatstroke finally catching him, or maybe he was wrong and the denaturing of the wiper fluid was worse than he thought....He tries to steady himself, and keep going.After more walking, he comes to a large stretch of sand. This is good! Heknows he passed over a stretch of sand in the SUV - he remembers doingdonuts in it. Or at least he thinks he remembers it - he's getting woozyenough and tired enough that he's not sure what he remembers any more or ifhe's. Our bodies as one. We must have fallen back asleep, somehow content even with all the impending danger and battle ahead. However we were harshly awoken by the sounds of chaos and shouting. Then the high whale of a horn sounded.“We’re under attack!!” Voices shouted. The other men in the tent scrambled to get ready and were armed and out within seconds. I wasn’t far behind them with Rayne in toe.“I don’t have my weapons” she told me.“Let’s go get them then!” I took her hand.“No! Go find the. He climbed on the bed, got behind her and I had the most wonderful view of his huge semen soaked shaft pounded in and out of my bound wifes pussy as he fucked her hard and fast. Chris came twice before her lover emptied his second load into her. He pulled out and climbed off the bed leaving Chris open to my inspection and when I say open I really mean that. Although she was clenched up tightly with her ass taut her vagina was gaping. I could see semen pooled inside and as she slowly closed. ” “In the back seat?” “Yes, in the back.” “Another question, have you ever had sex with a married woman?” “Jesus Katrina, are you a fortune teller on the side?” “No Jeff, just a garden variety headshrinker. So some of your partners in college were married?” “One was. Don’t laugh but her name was Madonna.” “What was her marital situation?” “She worked days, her husband worked nights and they fought a lot.” “Any children?” “No, she did not.” “How did you two meet?” “I was at the.