It's not like we haven't seen each other naked before anyway." She stood up and started taking her clothes off. As she pulled her shirt over her head,...the fabric rubbing across her nipples only added to the heat radiating from between her legs. She unsnapped her shorts and watched Eileen taking her clothing off, getting hornier by the second.Eileen was going a bit slower, watching Phoebe undress. The moonlight made her look very beautiful she thought — almost like a statue. She noticed that. More shots fired, and Steve took cover again. After about ten seconds of silence, Steve looked out and surveyed the room. He could see all five bodies of the thugs, and the corpses of Vassily and Ivan as well. Sergei and Pyotr were gone. Steve slid on his knees to a stop next to Gwen’s body. Her face was very pale, but he laughed when she opened her eyes. ‘Hi Steve,’ Gwen rasped. She was smiling too. ‘Are Gabrielle and Ronnie okay?’ she asked before wincing in agony. ‘Yeah, Baby,’ Steve said,. Then I also helped him take off his underwear and saw his erect hard cock spring out into action. Without wasting a single minute, I grabbed his cock. Gently licking the head, I began to swirl my tongue over it. His 5-inches were beautiful and brown and I took it all in my mouth. A moan escaped his lips and he grabbed my hair.I began to suck him off like an ice cream, it was really feeling so good to suck his cock. He grabbed my head and began to move my head to and fro on his cock,. But it didn't collect dust there. It was taken out regularly, mostly at night in those bleary eyed hours. The hours we number three or four. The first hard-earned sleep has worn off and the second seems to elude our tired grasp.Brigitte knew she was stalling. She knew she was acting as immature as Justine. Justine spread a blanket of silence around her since their last eventful meeting. Maybe she had lost her. Maybe the shame was too great to meet the cause of it again. Whatever, Brigitte.