She had lowered her head to the floor, one cheek on the carpet, her slender back deeply arched so that her taut ass was thrusting up at the highest po...int of her body and crotch was elevated to the coupling position. Although she had claimed that she did not want to look at Mike while he fucked her, she was looking back now, still smiling. Her tits brushed against the carpet, the nipples stiff as nails.Mike placed his fanned fingers on the checks of her ass, and spread those tight cheeks apart.. His message had sounded urgent and the fact that he was asking for non-combat volunteers spoke volumes about the desperation of the situation. The materials allotment unit would just have to do without her for a while.As she ran, others kept pace with her. Men, other women, some people still in civilian clothing, all trekked along, pushing through doors and making their way to a single destination. When they arrived there, huffing and puffing from the exertion, a group of supply personnel were. Mick would only now see Rasto's big black ass and my bare legs between his as Rasto prepared for orgasm heaven in me. He arranged my head so that my mouth was in his fave spot on his shaft. I worked overtime on the underside of his sensitive glans to assist the orgasm. I placed my hands on his big manly firm ass and held an insulting finger up to Mick, just felt like I should, useless Hubby! Rasto was a man who could satisfy his Lady and was about to give my my big protein shake, chocolate. The kitchen seemed something from the late 80’s, early 90’s, with a white phone on the wall and white and yellow curtains on the windows, rather than blinds like everyone had now. She’d seen curtains in the living room, too. The man looked kinda 80’s.“Is this an old movie, Mom?”Mom said, “It chronicles a night in 1986, sweetie. Back before I was born. Mom was just 14 years old, then, as a matter of fact.”“Rebecca,” Dad cautioned.That maddeningly smile again. She looked at Elizabeth. “Are you.