Perhaps it was better this way. Any sense of loyalty he felt toward Beauty, or anyone in this nightmare realm, was an anchor he could not afford if th...re was to be any hope of finding a way to escape Hell. Self-preservation had to be his priority. Escape had to be his only goal.No one spoke on the trek back to the cavern. The only sounds were the crunch of their feet in the dirt and the moan of the Hellwind. Thankfully, it was a mild breeze for now, but that could change at any moment into a. The body was so like his wife's, but Lauren was a few inches shorter than her older sister Kim. Her breasts a bit fuller and her hips a bit wider. Glen wasn't sure if it was the differences or similarities that turned him on more.Lauren's purple toy plunged in and out of her pussy with passion now. Her juices shining on its shaft and then Glen erupted in orgasm.By the time his wife, Kim, came home, he was in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on dinner. He yelled out welcome and she came. At the same time he saw the danger his wife had recognized before he did and stepped on the gas, hard. A pickup was idling in the driveway of a business with two men in the back. They both had rifles propped over the top of the pickup cab and were watching the approach of the loaded down F250. Rob saw one man on top pound the top of the pickup cab just as he hit the gas. He wasn't too worried about the men in the back if they tried to chase him. It might look cool in the movies to be shooting. , who almost went down in a heap.Dust flew everywhere as hands searched for wounds. Eyes went to the little patch of grass that had been protected by the body of the horse and its rider from the hooves of the herd. Frank babbled about watching the bellies of a thousand buffalo sailing over him as they jumped the hurdle that he had created when, in abject terror, he did exactly what AJ had told him to do. He'd forgotten to yell, and couldn't have anyway because he was screaming intelligibly at.