I was afraid of a galoot coming in from that end of the car and catching me in the back. These were all cars with open platforms between the cars, so ... was going to be exposing my skin to a bullet when I tried to enter the next car.I could look through the glass in the two doors and see a man walking down the aisle with a gun in his hand. I decided to shoot through the glass of both doors so that he might not know what was going on. The door glass was kind of milky so that it was hard to see. Faust screamed almost as loud as Abigail moaned. She thrashed on the carpet of the SUV, her orgasm driving towards a peak of bliss. Damien sucked harder while his strong hands roamed her body, teasing her.Abigail licked her lips, turning her head and staring at Britney’s heaving tits in her low-cut top. “I need to feed, slut.”“Yes, Mistress.”As Damien worked his way down Abigail’s body, biting her, leaving bloody kisses behind, Britney freed a large, round tit from her blouse. The young blonde. They grabbed their chairs and headed for the field where the bonfire had been set up. It was quite an affair as it was the closing ceremony. Sunday morning, a display of donated items would be raffled off, some acknowledgements and awards would be given and campers would then be dismissed. When they got back from the bonfire, they noticed John and Liz must have left as their campsite was clear.After they had breakfast on Sunday morning, they packed up everything in the tent and set it out, then. “How long did it take you?” Mr. McClellan asked while glancing over the pages.“Twenty minutes. I was finished with it before you were done with the explaining the answers for last week’s test.”“I apologize for making you do all this make work, but when it comes to you, I have to justify any grade I give.”He started writing 100’s on each page without looking at it. He had already recorded the grades in his grade book. Now the work and his grades were in agreement.“I understand. I really.