They decided to assemble a new party of people to accompany her to where she’s going. And get annihilated too, probably. But then there was somethin... of a problem. After years of war, the place had been emptied of sane, able-bodied men. And so, a party was assembled with what was left: sane, able-bodied women and me. There were five women in the group: first was Angela, probably the only one who deserved to be there. She was the son of a hunter, and had been raised to be more dangerous than. Enough of that. On the kneeler, the dildo in mymouth, working down my throat. And up. The stripper pole and dance.The sweat is dripping down me. My thighs are quivering. If I had everbeen unsure in towering heels, no more now. I could practically jog inthem. Strip to my g-string and outside. They spray me with oil and myworkout continues. This time, with real meat. Two in my mouth, one infront and the other in back, reverse cowboy and a handjob ending in afacial. When my trainers run. " "Now I am in charge and if you want have sex with Sandy then I am going to have some fun with you first." I am not gay or even bisexual" I replied. Bob said, "but you want to have sex with Sandy don't you?" Yes of course" Do you not think that I am attractive?"Till now I had not considered that as I had never looked at a guy that way. But Bob was attractive. He was in his late 30s but had a toned body, short blonde hair and blue eyes. So I told him he was attractive.Sandy jumped in "please, I. It looked like a small scribble, it was a word: Ménage.I got out of bed and put my jacket on. I looked out through my window and made sure nobody was out there. It felt best. I slipped out the door and walked down towards the town and made my way to the mystery address. I walked through silent streets until I reached the address written down on the note. Nothing interesting was in sight. I could see the post office, the train station, and a flower shop. The shop had its lights on and door open..
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