Danielle went into her bedroom and got her digital camera. She pushed me away from my computer and downloaded the pictures. There was Danielle naked w...th Roger Reed fully clothed next to her. The next one was with both of them naked. The next one was of him fucking her and her legs up around his waist. After that she had a dozen pictures of his cock in her tiny pussy then of the white goo flowing out and down into her asshole. Danielle told the girls that pictures were part of the deal. She had. She was licking my face tasting my juices from around my mouth. I had never felt so sexy and turned on as I did at that moment. Having a lesbian session with a more or less stranger blew my mind.“I’m gonna have to go” Lisa said as she pulled away “I want you again…..soon. We need to finish what we started..are you up for it S…….L……U…….T”“Oh yes please” I quickly replied as I bent over to pick up the t-shirt“God you have an amazing arse” Lisa commented as she ran her hand gently over my arse. She looked to be in her mid-forties, tall, well-tanned, with rusty grey hair. She was also carrying a shotgun. She held it canted downwards and to the left as she walked. The six men with her were similarly armed. They were younger than she was, but they were all definitely in their thirties. As for the locals, a few had bows, but most of them were armed with atlatls.I felt reasonably safe where I was. The river that stood between us was a little over fifty feet wide. I’d measured the distance. If we don't stop them, who will? That was the way most people put it. There was no shortage of confidence in the country; that was for sure. At the same time, and possibly as a result of Peter's influence, she could not quite suppress the sinking feeling that perhaps this confidence was somewhat misplaced. In her darker moments she was consumed by doubts and felt the icy touch of fear; fear for her children and her husband. It was all very well for Peter to say he was too old for flying duties..