My shoes weren't designed forrapidly getting up, so instead I scurried deeper into the main room."Turns out you weren't wrong about the prepper shelte...," Peter said."Obviously," Ed said. "Though I didn't expect it to come with dolled-upentertainment."My heart thumped in my chest, but I had to keep the little wits I had.Maurice would be back soon."If you don't leave," I snarled. "My husband will turn you intomincemeat. He's out hunting." We'll deal with him, when the time comes," Peter said and. He came over to me and softly caressed my tits. “Did you like that you whore?’ he asked mildly. It took me a brief minute to settle down enough to answer; I finally managed to say “Yes sir, your whore liked that”. Untying me, he led me into the bedroom and laid me gently on the bed. Taking off his clothes I couldn’t help but notice his huge black cock was rock hard. Taking hold of my legs, he pulled them roughly up and apart, climbed onto the bed and in one easy motion, rammed his giant cock. It was rather that Lance's conversational skills had never been particularly good, especially not with women, and Candy was clearly apprehensive about what would happen once the talking stopped and the action began.Lance had visited many prostitutes in his life and, of course, he'd lived with Betty for several years, so he knew his own pace well enough, although it was obviously far from being in tune with Candy's. In fact, it was apparent that she wasn't looking forward at all to having sex. I really need to do laundry,” Vicky responded as she pushed her way into Sam’s apartment with a basket full of clothes. “The water’s turned off at the house.”“What happened? Forget to pay the bill?” Sam joked.“The water company said its a busted main and they don’t know how long it’s going to take to fix,” Vicky explained as she put the basket down on Sam’s couch. “Can I use your washer?”“Feel free,” Sam replied pointing to the utility closet that housed his washer and dryer.“Oh and one more.