That was reality. She preferred something a little more 'sanitized'. She changed channels at random.This wasn't much better. There was a couple, and t...hey were clearly making love. She'd seen enough fake sex on TV, and that x-rated movie one of the girls she used to hang with back in Tiburon had found, to know the difference. If you saw something, it wasn't flaunted. And from the look on the woman's face, she was totally into it. And when they were done you could see nearly everything, something. The more she thought about it, the more the whole thing turned her on. There she was naked on a bed with the boy's mother and him sitting five feet away and watching them.He was a handsome kid. Brenda wondered if Helen had been telling the truth about the size of his cock. She glanced more than once at his crotch, but there was nothing to reveal how big his prick was.Helen's hands and mouth were all over Brenda, and before long she didn't care any more that Vernon was watching.Helen was doing. My partner whispered, “Do you want to go back to my place? It’s close.” So, we zipped up and went off. He was a lanky graduate student, not bad looking but clearly the intellectual type. I followed him to his off-campus apartment where we stripped and began fondling each other and making out. My dick was hard in anticipation of getting some ass; he went to get some lube. He returned to the couch and greased his hole before I raised his legs up and entered him missionary style. I pounded his. I watched as two tribesmen stalked closer in the dim moonlight. I did not know why they had chosen to make me their enemy but it was one mistake they would regret. When they slipped into camp the drama shifted in their sleep and they stopped moving.I rose as quiet as smoke and drifted closer before they even knew I was there. I cut the first man’s throat as the other spun to face me. He hissed something in a language I did not understand and lunged with a curved sword. I turned and took a half.