By the middle of thiscentury the Gods of old will have returned and they will seek tosubjugate us once again, to make us their slaves and their playth...ngs.They have already started to manifest and some of them are now among us,binding their time as they gather their strength. I encountered oneduring the Project Zulo affair, a being I believe to be the God of Warhimself. He goes by many names, so let's call him by his most famous:Ares. Make no mistake, there's a conflict coming and I will do. So I was forced to ask Price if I could stay the night and to my relief she said yes. So we got out of the tub for now.I wanted to be nice so helped her finished cleaning up most of the garbage when she asked me if I wanted to go into the hot tub again.“Sure” I managed to say.She just gave me a little smile. So I went to the washroom to change and she started to strip of her clothes because her bikini was underneath. I was still amazed how beautiful she looked in that bikini. By the time I got. Her fingers were wrapped around my cock under the table and I could tell by the way that Bill worked at his breathing that he was receiving the same incredible hand job as I was getting. Just as I thought I was going to coat the underside of the table, she stopped and bringing both her hands out from beneath the table, “I think it is time we join Mom, don’t you?” she said with an innocent smile. Both Bill and I tried to discretely wrestle our stiff pricks into zippers that were way to short so. ‘If it gets worse we may need to call this in.’ The girls showered together, soaping each other up and down, but refraining from any real sex play since that would happen soon enough and they wanted it to be natural. As a precaution they both decided it made sense to transfer their collected energy before heading out. They dried each other and made sure their hair and makeup were perfect before leaving, carrying the customary pocket towels that all the guests used. The two left their room naked.