I should at least make an effort to meet them, even if I am not going to be around that long. I can only assume that they are as honest as Gwen and as...nice. I couldn't remember the last time I had female friends who were not jockeying for positions.Gwen and I meet up with a group who are trying to take a census of who was in what bunker."How many bunkers are there?" I ask, curiosity is still not satisfied."5, in a triangle shape starting with the apex at the back of the compound," Gwen answers. I had to return us to our real bodies. If the proxy was destroyed while we were still in it, the headaches would leave us both disabled. Aingeal could still fight in her regular body. I tried to pull us away.Aingeal’s will held us in place.“No, we have to abandon it!” my soul shouted.“Gods damned bastard!” roared Aingeal, her will throwing spirits, but his magic battered them aside. Wood creaked. The proxy’s legs twisted together, the head unraveling. We were about to lose it. “Cernere’s black. She clutched on to him even more tightly, her cunt started leaking, but Nicholas wasn’t yet completed.He banged her for 15 more minutes before he himself came too. Shavon had had orgasm 2 more times by then. And each time she felt being washed away by the power of those. But finally they were both satisfied and exhausted. They had spent more than an hour inside that cramped toilet, without feeling any discomfort. Shavon took a tissue and helped Nicholas to get clean, and soon he adjusted his. Pulling out the bottom of her blouse from her skirt, and kissing her full on the lips as I do so. I then slip the blouse back off her shoulders with one hand, whilst squeezing her lovely little boob in the lace bra with the other. Next I slide my hand down over Holly's almost flat stomach and walk behind her, to slip the blouse right off. I put it on the chair before returning to massage her neck and nibble about her ears. Standing back in front of Holly I just look for a few seconds. I stare.