You want those yes upon you don'tyou?? ?No, really I don't.? Your eyes are still closed as you feel yourself morealive than you have ever before. ?Yes...you do Fiona. Look at you. You can't stop yourself.? You know the wordsthe voice speaks are the truth. ?No, I don't.? You deny it but you know it is true. You are acting like atramp, a common tease. What has come over you? You don't care just now. Thethought you might regret this later is pushed from your mind and your handscontinue their. Unconsciously, she crossed her wrists in front of her and began fiddling with her charm bracelet. There were now almost a dozen metal "F"s hanging from it."Unless you become a lot more friendly," Tim finished off his sentence. "Like last week."Stacy looked at the two of them - Tim looking cocky and sure of himself and Dennis looking both frightened and hopeful - and shuddered. If she gave in, she would become in effect the private whore of a couple of thirteen year-olds. But what else could she. ”They must be either returning to resupply or taking the empty jerry cans to refill, Shaun thought.An hour went passed before Shaun saw the troops at the machine-gun posts at the exit leave their positions to stand by the road waving and cheering.Slowly a tracked troop carrier emerged from the gorge, its troops waving back to those by the road. A second then a third, followed by more carriers emerging.Shaun bent over the side of the truck, “Order Bobby’s jeeps to attack, Ken.”He saw Ken. I shuddered, my heart racing with a mix of fear and exhilaration, my hips writhing. My panties were soaked from wearing them all day, his cum slowly trickling out along with my juices.It was so exciting examining patients while my son's jizz filled me.“James,” I gasped when he broke the kiss, panting for breath. “Jenny's home, she might—”He shoved a pair of panties, a hot-pink thong, into my hand as he broke away. They were covered in cum. The style was something that Jenny would wear. Only I.