”She was beet red and flustered, but the rest of us were laughing our asses off.Lucy had school in the morning and Christine had to work, so a tearf...ul goodbye, with lots of kisses and hugs, saw them out the door. I thought it was interesting that they walked hand in hand to the elevators.“Where are the girls?” I asked, wondering why they hadn’t been out to at least say goodbye.Sophia looked at me for a moment, then grinned and held her finger to her lips, indicating that I should be quiet. She. The windows were wide open and the sun, damn thing, was shining right in my face. Whimpering, I covered my head with a pillow. I had the hangover from hell.“Ugh, that’s what you get when you drink yourself into oblivion,” my inner voice told me with disgust. I could barely remember last night. I knew it started off well, because I hadn’t been drinking then. I recalled Mischa helping me get ready, loaning me a very sexy dress, and then sending me on my way. Brett was definitely appreciative of. She smelled of wild flowers and mountain rains. It was enough to make a man forget his life was in danger.A distant gunshot snapped him out of his reverie. He forced himself to set her away, to take her hand and head for the door. That was when he saw Rafe at the edge of the trees, his hackles raised, his posture defensive. Brick's senses—honed from years of surviving the hell of the path his life had taken—told him exiting the cabin now would be suicide. They were trapped.Emitting a shrill. When he withdrew his shaft would be glistening with her sex juice. As I watched my friend **** my wife, with each thrust her tits bounced and Karen continued to moan. Her motion was indicating that she was ready to orgasm. With a push of her bum up she arched her back and I knew that she had cum in her sleep. My friend had fucked my wife and she had cum – I was such a fucking loser. Now as each stroke came out I noticed that his shaft was covered in a white frothing substance – the whore had.