...In the Garage was a pack that was always ready to go. It contained a small tent and a double sleeping bag. Bricks of ammo. I carried a .30 cal pis...ol and a 30-30 rifle. I also had a home made rig, swivel Holster which held a sawed off 12 gauge with a homemade pistol grip. To some of you this may seem like over kill. But to me it was not. The rig and shotgun had been my Fathers. He told me one day I would need it.That day came, one day when I was deer hunting I walked upon a wild boar. I. "We haven't seen Esther and Sharon and the other two in a long time but funny that Roberto is with them and from the looks of it having a good time!!" Mark was puzzled."You think he is flirting with them? Or they with him??" asked Kira."Looks like it!!" Mark smiled.Deep down they both felt hurt that they hadn't been called by Roberto or by any of the four girls to come and join them. They were supposed to be friends. A clique. Also the four girls wore more sluttier clothes and behaved a lot. He repositions himself and holds my head still as he fucks my mouth. I do not fight his lead, I suck until he is spent, swallowing every drop. When he tells me, I stop sucking and thank him. We shower together, him washing me until I beg for release, instead of allowing me to cum, he stops rubbing my clit and begins fucking my cunt with his fingers. He adds fingers until I know he is going to fist me. The water is running over both of us as I put one leg on the side of the tub and he. Glancing to the side, I suddenly noticed the woman from two units over, who had silently stepped out for some air, leaning on the nearest railing watching me intently.I froze, hand on my cock, and pretended not to see her. As if she was some predator that could only see motion -- ha! I was totally nude, and totally caught, without even a towel nearby.Was it time to act out the fantasy?Out of the corner of my eye I could see her still standing there silently. My cock pulsed in my hand, standing.