He stepped from his underpants as he made his way around the bed to get to me. He was wanking his big cock. it looked too big to go inside my little h...le and I glanced at Cathy, who was rubbing her's as she watched my pending loss of virginity, he had savoured her pussy and now he was about to have mine.He sat on the edge of the bed as I lay prostate and let him run his hands all over my naked body, almost cumming as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy and equally soaked anus, "My. She tried very hard to look through the screen if she could tell, how her confession had made him feel. She noticed, he was resting his head against the wall and his eyes were closed. She heard a slight rustling of his robes. OH God! He was surely masturbating. This made her bold to decide to see if he was really acting according to his desire. She left her side of the confessional as quietly as she could to go over to his side. The door was obviously unlocked, so she got inside. Soon as he. At that moment I couldn't stop worrying, "What if she didn't get the keys?" My cock would be trapped in the chastity cage my entire life. I was checking my email every hour on the hour waiting for her response.A couple days later I let out a sigh of relief she had gotten the keys. With that email came a set of instructions. I was to watch 20 minutes of porn every night. Then write about it telling me all the naughty details. I had to do this every day until she saw me. We chatted for a bit and. The advantage we gained was that the RPG was a direct fire weapon and the mortars were indirect fire, kind of like a miniature howitzer. The mortar range was around 700 yards, but the RPG range was somewhat shorter.We piled up the rest of the still-usable stuff and Sarah fired an RPG into it to destroy the last of the shipment. Our only problem now was what to do with the surviving donkeys. We didn't need them, and they would die if we just turned them loose. Well, we compromised by taking them.