We sat on the couch and drank and just shot the breeze. I had nothing on save for a T-Shirt and gym shorts over jockeys. I noticed that "Ich" kept cop...ping looks at my crouch. He then commented on how long my legs were, and that I had a "butt up," or a rounded ass. "Really?" I stood up with my ass to him and turned to check it out. "You think it's nice?" "Yeess," he nodded slowly and quietly. I thought, what the hell. I never had a gay affair, but since meeting Ich, he had been the mental. I let him move his hands over my boobs and slip a little under the shirt so he was touching my soft tummy. He moved his hands a little down so he was touching my legs under the skirt too. I opened my eyes and noticed that Ravi had removed his shirt before he came to me and was just in his shorts. I could see his muscular body and it turned me on further. I did the only thing that came to my mind. I pulled out my shirt as I danced I felt Ravi’s hands on my skirt and didn’t think of them until I. I kept going from her pussy to her asshole and back again. Over and over and Im not sure who was enjoying it more. I felt her getting close to cumming as I licked her ass. But, before she could come, I stood up and quickly unzipped my pants and shoved my dick up her pussy. She started fucking me back, but with less abandon. I kept pounding her and got ahold of her hips so she wouldnt fall over. She reached back with her hand and tried to get me to finger her asshole. I did it for a minute but. Very few of the people who were there before the 7th were there two months later ... let alone two years. So ... maps were drawn, men were assembled, trails were found and feet were tortured. The tarp was full of holes that could be construed as bullet holes ... no trace of the newlyweds was ever found. Death by misadventure was the verdict and everybody was happy again. By the time the war was over not only did nobody care but nobody even looked.When it came up for printing ... if it came up.