I knew I had at least an hour, so I spread her knickers out on the bed and started masturbating. I kept sniffing them, imagining the fabric up against...her vagina, just like I used to do with Angie's knickers when I was a teenager, and soon got really hard. I thought I could imagine the stain from her pussy juices on them: rubbing my nose over the crotch and breathing in deeply. I now wanted to see her soiled knickers, the clean knickers no longer satisfying me, and I desperately started. Take our hands. Make a circle.”Dan already held Brooke’s hand, so he reached for Xannera’s, since she was on his side. Brooke hesitated a second when Dan’s grandfather held out his hand, but after reassuring smiles from both men, she completed the circle.“Now close your eyes,” Xantina instructed.“Do it. Trust me, your stomach will do flip-flops if you don’t,” the green-haired Daniel instructed.Dan watched Brooke close her eyes, and then did the same. He snapped them back open a second later. I yelled and ran at the man kneeling among the fallen muskets and trying to quickly reload. He dropped his weapon and raised his hands just as I reached him and drove my bayonet through the base of his neck and out his back. He fell and rolled over twice, spraying blood and kicking his feet.I stopped, breathing hard while I wiped off and sheathed my bayonet and put my hands to reloading my musket. I looked about and counted. The man I had first poked lay where I had kicked him off my blade. I. I nodded again and Mom started rubbing my hands with hers. I could tell she was looking straight at me when she said, well I know you think about my tits when you are jacking off and just so you know I’m also aware that you are using our dirty panties most of the time when you are doing this. So, what do you think about doing with my tits, just looking, sucking them, rubbing your cock over them or all of the above. My face was so red and my cock was so hard I thought they were both going to.