They reached Carls flat and ran upstairs into the bedroom. It just occurred to him; Mary-Rose could walk in and catch them. “Fuck it”, he thought...to himself. He looked at Petra. In a deep booming voice he said “Take your fucking clothes off now!” She looked back in disbelief; she couldn’t believe how rude he was to her. “NOW!” he added. Petra sensed Carl knew what he was doing and reluctantly took her shirt off. She reached her bra straps and undid them. Carl walked toward her and whisked her. Bill slowly drove passed the first vehicle that had crashed and flipped. He slowed farther when he came to the second rifle trap. Bill carefully put the rifle on safe and removed the trip wire. Driving on Bill made sure the quad tires were on the center and shoulder of the road to avoid the tire flattening bullets ... It was dark enough to need the night glasses after they safely passed the site and Bill slowly made his way toward the first ambush site."Let's walk from here," Bill said to. Disconnected thoughts rush through your mind about what might be about to happen now, about the amazing experience you’d just had. Could all this really be happening? Then I am standing at the foot of the bed next to the nameless man. The erratically flickering candles showing up the sweat on our bodies, the creamy-white juices on our semi-hard penises. You like what you see, you get a sudden rush of desire to hold them both, to squeeze and lick them. You smile wickedly at us, lean back on your. Then we placed our order with the waitress.Soon two of the girls went to the bathroom and gave me the best panty shots that I had ever seen. Mom excused herself and followed them.Dad just smiled at me politely and went back to talking to the girl. Soon a waitress brought them four more beers with shots. I knew that Dad always order a whiskey with a beer back.The two girls came back and flashed me their pussies again as they tried to get their drunken asses back up on those high stools. They.