He is just a little gung-ho about stuff but, when we told him all about what was going on, he offered to help in any way he could. He even set it up f...or us to go there if it gets too hot back here and we need to hide. He is a prepper and spent a lot of time and his money setting up his ranch as a place to go in the event of the world going to shit.“I always thought those kinds of people were one of the reasons to set yourself up as a prepper, but he is pretty smart and, as I have heard, he has. “Is this what you want, Grace?” Adam asks.I find myself rocking back against that heated penis before I realize he wants an answer, as he asks, again, “Grace?” He strokes the crown of his cock all the way to my now thumping clitoris. “Is this ..... what you want?”“Yesssss,” I moan, unable to deny it. Willfully declaring it.“And you, Mark?” Adam asks. “Is this what you want?”I watch my husband’s face. My eyes are pleading. I need this!Mark nods.In one surge, Adam plunges slowly into me. His cock. I felt a bit of disappointment at Megan's suggestion, but I nodded myhead in agreement nonetheless."Come on," Megan said, "Let's get you situated for the night."As a moderately successful trial lawyer Megan's dad made a pretty goodliving, enough to afford a rather large five bedroom house. Two of thoserooms served as bedrooms for Megan and her father, the third functionedas a guest room, the fourth as a computer room, and the fifth as a homeoffice for Megan's dad. Since, Allison was already. I looked around and saw the same happening to the other maids. What shocked me was all were girlie boys like me. The wives of the guests were watching. Some were taking pictures. Some were making out. Most were in a state of undress. One of the guests slid under me in a sixty nine position. He kissed and sucked my willing little boner as I took his long hard cock to my mouth. While we were enjoying several other male guests lined up and had a turn in my ass. I was in sissy slut heaven. The guy.