"How many bunkers are there?" I ask, curiosity is still not satisfied."5, in a triangle shape starting with the apex at the back of the compound," Gwe...n answers dutifully. She is a much better source of information than any of the men had been. "They all have different functions." Interesting," I say to prompt her once more, but we have reached the gathering of women."Oh Gwen you're all right." One of the women comes over and gives Gwen a big hug."Yes I am fine, but I wanted you all to meet. .. uh... since you like it...” She strained to show a confidence she did not feel, pausing long enough to shovel the soup into her mouth and get it swallowed. She doubted quite seriously if she'd ever have the nerve to dress this way again but she didn't want Brad to know that. “Well,” she continued, “uh, not every day, but yes, maybe, once in a while.” “And uh... this morning then... you sort of enjoyed yourself. It wasn't just something we talked you into.” Brad put the glass of milk to his. She was doing this out of the goodness of her heart not to get banged. The kettle boiled quickly whilst Ryan made himself at home. He complimented her on the flat and its layout drifting the conversation to how nice her bed looked. Jess told him that he could try it out if he wanted, it was a new mattress and helped her sl**p better. Again more images flashed in his mind. He shivered slightly causing the coffee to spill from his mug onto his top and crotch. Jess quickly got a towel and began. "Is it ok?" she asked."Only if you want to." Gina said."I do."Leslie moved between Gina's legs and leaned her face down to the woman's calf. She took a deep breath and her nostrils were graced with the scent of Gina's cooling piss. It DID have a sexy kind of aroma to it. With less hesitancy she licked at the wetness on the mature woman's leg, wetting her tongue lightly with the salty, yellow liquid. Even that small amount of morning pee on her tongue was harsh and it caused her throat to burn.