I can see their car,” Daniel pointed at the farmhouse with his cigarette.“They get on the phone to the sheriff before we clear the county we gonna... get caught for sure,” Daniel added.“Then best we make sure they don’t,” Ramon eased himself out of chair and flicked his cigarette into the dust.“What about that Mexican maid? I seen her around the yard sometimes,” Daniel commented.“I ain’t fuckin’ no chola border-cunt. If I want that I can always fuck my sister,” Ramon snickered.“You comin’?” he. I'll add a bit and edit each day so rest assured this will reach a proper end while being interesting to read with all the different choices. Each location has a different story and survival situations with the same 6 'main' characters: the Does'. Your choices/responses shape your personality and moral standing (deviant or gentleman). At the moment the Sierras are the deepest threads. Enjoy the "beta" and feel free to add & write. Pitch me ideas or specific scenarios you would like to see. My fingers fumble on his belt clasp. I rip his belt from his pants with a flourish. My hand ventures into his cotton boxers and closes around a thick rod of meat. Glen moans into my mouth as my hand squeezes. I free it from it's cotton confines and stare openly at it. Glen runs his thumb along my jawline as I stop kissing. My knees slowly bend and I end up face to face with seven-and-a-half inches of man-meat. It bobs gently up and down in front of me. I ever so gently wrap my hands around its. Ahhh…chodo mujhe …..chodooodoooooooooooo mujjhe………….behnchod meri chut phad dee aaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaaah bahut maaza aa rahan hain yeh kehte huye sir ne apna sari paanio aunty ke chut main hio chod diya , aur unke upar hi so gaye kam se kam 1. ghante baad woh uthe aur bathroom main chale gaye jab bahar aaye kapde pehene ke waqt mano sir ki aankhein abhi bhi aunti ki boobs ko hi dekh rahin thii sir ne muskurate huye kahan lagta hain ki woh tumhe chodte nahi hain isliye itna tight aur mulayam.