Each morning as she slowly worked her way up into the foothills she saw the little piles of human remains as trophies from the horrors of the night be...ore. The males she expected but she was seeing more evidence of women and children being disposed of indiscriminately as the outlaw gangs grew restless in their collective hunger for excitement and pleasure.She saw some movement in the pile and fished out a middle-aged female with a bald head shaved right down to the scalp. The woman had stunning. He was moaning slightly. Not heavily but just under his breath. After about 2 minutes of playing with his cock with my feet, I got up off the bed and told Sam to lay down. So he did. I lowered my arse down until I was sitting on his face. Sams tounge entered my arsehole and it felt great. I leaned over and started to suck his dick at the same time. We were now 69ing. We enjoyed the position for a while while Sam licked my arse out and I sucked his dick. I got up and into 'diggy style' position. .someonesaid..."there, there dear....get your rest....tomorrow the adventurebegins".THE NEXT DAY LATE SATURDAY MORNINGSometimes you wake up alert...sometimes you wake up sleepy....thismorning i woke up groggy...as if i'd been drugged. It was taking me aforever time to remember how i came to be in this strange bed with pinklinens naked and alone. Then...as my body woke up...the pain started. Inmy crotch and feet....both places felt distinctly different. What thehell....as i reached for my penis. Mary Logan, in powder blue sweatshirt and pants, greeted me with her usual hug and kiss on the cheek. This hug lasted a little longer than usual and instead of holding her body back she pressed her full body to me. She was not petite like Andrea. She was full bodied and easily five foot eight inches tall. I was five ten, so we matched up quite nicely. Her breasts pressed into my chest and I know she felt the bulge in my slacks with her mound as it pressed against me. The look in her deep.