Cum ran down my legs as I staggered home and my thoughts of stopping to get a drink were squashed when red lights appeared behind me and a police car ...topped to ask if I was alright. I must have been walking rather erratically for them to stop me and I was soon sitting in the back seat of the cruiser and being asked a bunch of questions. I had no ID, no purse or money and just a bag with chips and cookies and a pussy full of cum. They could see the cum on my legs and asked me if I had been. One hand then cups my breast.Grunting as he stretches my gripping pussy walls, we are quickly into our morning routine; he rolls and pinches my nipple as he thrusts in and out of my bucking sex. Tongues swirling in his mouth, my hands grip his arse as he pounds me.Timing it perfectly, I squeeze out a cum just as his seed explodes in me.It’s so rare he’s away with work but he is tonight.“My boss’s bad-arse secret Santa surprise,” Mitch says as he leaves.“I’ll be okay, only twenty-four hours. Kelli was holding her vulva open with one hand and trying to rinse out Carl's sperm with the shower head, her thoughts were churning madly in her confused head. She believed what Dora said, that they had nothing to lose and while she knew society expected her to fight to the death instead of giving up her body she surely didn't want to die. The confusion came from the fact that her body had felt so good when Carl was fucking her, she didn't want to enjoy it but she did. Did that make her a bad. “They haven’t taken too well with you, today, and a sign of good will might go a long way. Why don’t you let Gabby and me pull the sled?”I was about to argue the issue when Gabby walked up carrying my bow and quiver of arrows. The bow was strung, and from the look on Gabby’s face, it was clear that I was expected to do as I was told by the women. With a sigh of resignation slipping from my lips, I stepped out from between the pulling bar of the sled, vacating it so that the women could take.