This time, instead of hiding behind the rock, she used it for partial cover and readied her rifle, while at the same time, keying her communicator to ...er ship's frequency. A high-volume squeal tortured her ears. She switched through several frequencies, but all were jammed.The three figures simultaneously popped up from different positions around the big boulder she had just left, but before they could fire, they had to locate her, then bring their weapons to bear. Hers was already lined up on. With their mouths still pressed together, Kim raised her ass and reached down between their bodies, groping for his hard prick. Grasping the base of his cockshaft, she aimed his big prick-knob up at her slippery cunt that was poised just above it."Jesus Christ," he moaned, feeling the intense heat radiating from her steaming pussy as it moved down closer to the head of his throbbing hard-on.Trembling with excitement as she lowered her juicy pussy down closer to his prick, she shuddered with joy. This left only Maggie. She followed me out into the drive and watched whilst I piled the entire remaining luggage into the rear of her Range Rover, locked the vehicle and handed her the keys. ‘Will you walk with me whilst I have a cigarette?’ she asked making for the garden. We strolled around the side of the house, arm in arm, and stood quietly for a while just watching the silver crescent moon reflected on the black surface of the swimming pool. It was stupid but I felt sick in my gut, I. "Maybe this would be a good place to wash the sheets," I said. "Then I could sleep tonight in Kim's bedroom, and you wouldn't have to worry about Lover Boy's detecting signs of my presence in the Master Suite."She just clouded up, like she was going to bust out crying again. Only she didn't. She just said, "You son of a bitch! Sleep wherever you want to!"Somewhere in central Pennsylvania, I did sleep alone that night, up in the little front bedroom. Kim's sheets, also unlaundered, smelled.