I expanded my jump sense, and was astonished to hear them talk.A thin guy with just a pistol seemed to be in charge. He looked both nervous and furiou..., and he started screaming, "Kurt, you fuckhead! I used to think your tracking was good!"A guy nearby, Kurt I guess, gave a deep frown. "Hey, knock it off! I told you there were no tracks past here!" I'm not talking about the last hundred meters dickhead! I'm taking about you leading us down this fork! Damn it Kurt! You worthless piece of shit!. He said that no one would be harmed if we fully cooperated with them. I asked what did they want and he said sex. Len said that this was not something that you could demand and expect us to cooperate! We were told that it would be in our best interest to give them what ever they wanted and with that he picked up Len and held him up in the air. Len said he felt that we better do what they wanted. That started a night of sex like we had never had.Both men stripped all their clothing off and. “A couch over here and a reception desk right there.”Teresa was lost in thought.She wanted this man.Her new Sam...“What’s in the back?”“A studio and a darkroom. You want to see?”“Oh, I want to see everything,” Teresa said and followed him behind the curtain.There was an area about the size of a bathroom over to the left with a large red light bulb above the door. “Let me guess, the darkroom?” Mr. Jackson smiled and nodded.“The restroom is through that other door there,” pointing over his. I couldn't believe how firm and upright they were for a woman of that age. I could clearly see her nipples sticking out a bit from her blouse. She caught me looking at her and whispered "do you want to see them again Andrew?". I whispered back that we ought to be quiet and wait for 10 minutes until mum would be asleep.So we just sat there for a while with Julie holding my thigh whilst we watched TV. She gradually slipped her hand up to my crotch, which by now had developed a bulge. It was funny.