He pulled back just in time not to come in contact with the beacon... Could these be the 'hunters' from yesterday's encounter?He jabbed out and back a...ain, trying to pull an impression from one of the men. He no sooner established contact than it was over. There wasn't any way to learn from this without being trapped in the mysterious beacon. Where were these guys at least?Then the beam stopped sweeping. He could sense they had locked onto something. He pushed in again to see what he'd found.. When we broke the kiss I lowered my head to a breast, slid her top up and sucked a nipple into my mouth. She was still fingering her slit, sliding fingers over her engorged clit. I began to kiss her foot again, while rubbing the head of my cock against the other. “Are you getting close sugar?” I asked her. In response her fingers began moving faster, she stopped squeezing her breasts and started moaning and trembling, her toes curling as her perfect legs straightened. I stroked her legs while. Usne chaukte hue dekha aur kaha ki “ye kya kar rhe ho? Maine reply kiya ki “meri shirt bheeg gyi isliye maine utaar di aur chair pe baith gya. Again she went 2 kitchen aur mauka paate hi maine apni baniyaan bhi utaar li. Achanak wo aayi aur usey doube zhatka laga ki mai yaha ye sab kya kar rha hu. But fir usne kuch nhi kaha aur muskurayi aur boli kitne der gym me wrkout karte ho? Paas aakar mere abs aur chest ko chhute hue kaha ki body toh achhi hai tumhari maine kaha bas mam kuch sexy girls ko. He kept walking as the car drove slowly along side of him. "Want a ride?" the man in the passenger seat asked. Keven-Jeanne looked; there were 4 or 5 guys in the car. He was nervous, but without hesitation he said, "Sure." He got into the back seat and the guys in there pushed aside to have Keven-Jeanne sit in the middle. The car sped off into the darkness. Keven tensed a little when the men in back began feeling his bare legs. But their calloused hands felt good on his bare skin. One of them.