Music could be heard. The girls clung to each other as they approached it and peered inside. The furniture looked comfortable inside the little studio...space. There was a fire roaring and there was a note on the door as they stepped inside. It welcomed them to stay for as long as they needed, that this was a safe space for them to recover from their ordeal. The back of the couch had two sets of big fluffy towels and two oversized hoodies as well as sweatpants. There was a table with two cups of. Allison, in the meanwhile, was loading grocery carts as if the great famine was coming tomorrow. She was in her element. The food shopping went smooth as glass, the van was packed and the list was consulted one last time.With a mild sense of dread, Pete realized that if he wanted ice, gas and wine, the sourpuss was in his near future. He was not going to let the grump spoil his vacation and decided to deal with it and walk away. He found out that the reality was more complicated. For starters,. "I'm going to have a devil of a time getting home today." Look at that," Rose marveled at the deepness of it against the door."I'm looking," Danielle fretted."I'm walking home, I live a little over a mile from here. Do you want to stay with me until you can make your way to your place?" she asked. At that moment there was no thought of seduction."I guess I better," she agreed."It's only going to get worse," Rose stated. "Let's get going." Lead on," Danielle smiled.Every step they took was. “It’s the end of the day, babe, there’s hardly anyone about but us.”The expressions on Bex’s face kept shifting from terror to turned on. “But… if we get caught…”I silently pushed her down to her knees and unzipped my trousers, letting my cock burst free. “Shut up, Bex.” Without another word, I pushed my cock into her mouth and any protests were soon replaced by the sounds of her greedily feeding on the cock in her mouth. I won’t lie, Bex’s concerns about us getting caught (and the shit-storm.