You dart forwards towards the kitchen. Towards the back door and freedom. You pull the door open ready to make your escape. ...Another latex hooded ch...racter stands before you. “Where do you think you’re going?”You register that it is a woman that stands before you, as you try to dart past the figure but a short sharp push from latex covered hands pushes you to the floor. Before you’ve had time to react the figure is down on you like a ton of bricks. She grabs at your hair pulling you up. She. I could see them holding hands, leaning into each other and sharing an occasional leg stroke. I couldn’t be certain but at one stage I thought I saw June’s right hand straying higher and higher up K’s legs. The look on K’s face, the closing of her eyes and the ever so quiet sigh from her open mouth probably gave it away. I was desperately hard. It wasn’t long with the film before A said she didn’t want to watch anymore and suggested that we both go upstairs. K winked at me as we left the room. I slowed down my actions, letting my fingers slide in and out slowly feeling her juices slide down her channel, past my fingers and oozing out onto my knuckles.We all moved apart, flopping back onto the sunbeds, our rapid breathing from all the exertion eventually slowing. I brought my cum soaked fingers to my mouth and savoured Jo’s juices licking them clean. Eventually Maureen and Jo stood up, embraced and kissed us both deeply wandering away to their own area over the next dune.‘My God, what. For he now knew, as he felt he should have known immediately, that this was no fog, but rather a Bassa cloud, sent by the Dark One to create Bassae, devoted slaves for His harem. Comrat had heard stories of the Bassa cloud, stories he had never truly believed until now. As the cloud rushed to meet him, last among the ship's company, he turned in panic to the rail, planning to jump overboard. The information he carried could not be allowed to fall into the Dark One's hands and he had no way of.