"Then take them off." Her hand was still cupping her cunt. I could see gentle tremors of pleasure still rippling through her.I did so, and peeled my g...uey underpants off too. "So, you're not sick."Faye smiled dreamily and shook her head. "You've just been..."She nodded her head. "Getting off." For three weeks?"She slipped her finger inside herself then, pulled it out and tasted it. "Can you blame me?" "The boss is going to be mad." My confused cock had belated decided to become erect. She shook. Miller said that Emerald had had floods in ‘56 and that the railroad bridge in Alpha had been washed out around Christmas that year. But nothing bad since then. From the radio, he learned that Roma was getting a lot of rain, too. Presumably, Amos and his band had moved to slightly higher land. The creeks feeding the Maranoa had been known to flood – at least twice in the mid-50s. He wondered whether a weir on his creek would be good. He knew nothing about water management. The aborigines might. Please, oh please, I begged in the cold darkness of my mind, let me die.And it began. Trembling and thrashing, as my body tried desperately to find air--to live. I struggled weakly, vainly to breath. his hands were like a vice, crushing me. His cock like a sword, impaling me.Then the explosion. Deeper and deeper he penetrated as he came, harder and harder, and I felt like a leaf blown in the wind. I shuddered, the pain receding.I trembled, my bladder no longer able to hold its contents, piss. Long ago Kris and I had agreed upon a signal alerting each of us as to who was outside the door. Though there wasn't any real concern about mom and dad coming back for any reason, especially as they'd left well over an hour ago now, I still knocked the way I always had, letting her know in an instant I was there. The door opened. Kris stood, beautifully and wonderfully naked, surprising me to some extent as I hadn't really expected to find her, nor the other two girls so surprisingly displayed..