She smoothed her black and lacy teddy over her flaring hips and then sat beside the window once more, twisting a lock of chestnut hair as she watched ...the snow. It was odd how pleasant it was to wait, to anticipate the heat and energy which soon would fill this quiet room. Her soft breasts moved gently in their lacy nests she breathed, and anticipation bubbled in her blood, simmering softly and singing in her bones. Waiting for Liam was no burden; it was part of their loving pleasure. Her grey. After that Gun Boy’s had his mouth stuffed with a plastic bag holding thermite and braces so he could not bite, his mouth was taped tight, and his limbs were secured with tight chains. He was dressed, but it was not dignity, the clothes would wick gasoline and burn. Besides the tape on his mouth his face was not otherwise covered, everyone in the circle knew him; they had all shared pizza. He was rolled to his pole on a hand truck and was fitted with the tire. I filled the tire with gas and. “I can’t sleep, Uncle Tim”. Will we be safe in here?I reassured her that this tent had weathered many storms far worse than this in the past few years and always remained dry and secure.It felt so good to have her small hand gently massaging my chest hair. Her hand drifted down to my shorts. When it reached my dick she slowly traced its outline before giving it a big squeeze. I couldn't believe how good it felt and how quickly I was rock hard again. “Ash, you shouldn’t- “Mom said you had a big. "Why did you ask that?"I took the bottle from her hand, fed some scotch into the glass that she'd been working on, and then I dumped some into the other glass. "Because," I said, "last night your jealous boyfriend didn't appreciate the fact that I was here in your apartment." What in the world are you talking about?"I handed her a glass. "Cheers, Honey." After we'd clicked and had a sip I said, "Two guys were waiting for me last night." And then quickly I told her the rest of it."Oh, Lincoln,".