Observation had told them that the survivors trained with weapons each day, but the weapons were handed out and taken back after the drill. This told ...them that the terrorists still didn't fully trust the teenagers and were concerned that the weapons might be turned against them. That was encouraging for Stevens, as it indicated the teenagers had not been brainwashed or 'turned' as yet.He wriggled slowly backwards until he was deeper into the scrub then rose to a crouch and scuttled away to join. I promised I'd cover for her." You're such a good friend when you're not banging her husband," he said with an evil grin.We started on our walk towards my house."But I'm not anymore. Remember, we agreed." I remember that pretty little mouth getting me off and promising me a sweet treat on our next go-round." Shit, I was hoping you were too drunk to remember that part," I laughed."Fat chance, smalls. I could never forget anything about you."Things got awkwardly quiet for a minute.I broke the. She bent over for him, and he leaned towards her, to fondle her hanging tits. After that, he moved behind her and started kissing her ass, making her groan.She looked at Cindy and smiled, as Phil's mouth moved over her ass. He tongued her ass crack as she shuddered. She mewled with pleasure, when she felt his tongue on her ass hole. Cindy was watching it all and winked at her mother. Ellen was now flat on her belly, with Phil hovering over her, making love to her ass, nibbling and kissing her. The invigorating smell of feminine sandalwood, flowers, and scents sent from the gods themselves invite themselves into my nostrils and spread their erotic influence easily overpowering my will. I close my eyes slowly and let her drive my body into a state of euphoria with the mere smell of Chanel No. 19 and her own body's fragrance. A sigh escapes my lips as I lean back in my chair and take the moment in as my pussy moistens and softens- awaiting for pleasure. "Another late night shift?".