We managed though it wasn't our best.Maria said, "This is what you meant that food would eventually not be available?" Yes. I didn't expect trouble th...s soon but this area must have seen some heavy traffic."We were sitting out back with glasses of water when we heard the motors. Our pistols were part of our clothes now. I took Maria's hand and quietly said, "Let's find a place to look."We ran through the backs of buildings until close to the road. Looking out we could see a black shirted group. Leslie didn’t see what Julia was talking about, “Just past the surf,” Julia stretched her arm out and Leslie laid her face softly against it, looking past Julia’s manicured fingers. Julia’s other hand slowly and gently caressed Leslie’s rear end. Both women felt a tingle; butterflies were fluttering in their tummies. They both heard the other softly moan.“No, I didn't see it,” Leslie softly whispered.“Okay, maybe there's too much reflection in the glass.” Julia grabbed Leslie’s coffee and set. Wet cunt, hard nipples, eager mouth, spread legs…I was craving his cock more than I had ever craved anything. The door clicked, quietly opened and shut, and heard him set down a bag. His one stop to buy a box of magnums and a bottle of lube, I heard him unzip his pants and drop them to the ground. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness, but his had not. “Are you here?” he said. “Right here waiting” I replied. I could make out his silhouette in the doorway – very tall and slightly muscular; I. He had kept up his shoulders with daily laps in the pool too, but he had never looked like he did now. My God, she thought, when did that happen? He had added inches to his chest and arms and his waist had diminished and his stomach rippled with washboard abs. At forty-five he was sculpted and toned and wonderfully muscular. She also noted he had an overall tan. Keri tried to think about the last time she had seen him naked. It had to have been months ago. She tried to remember the last time he.