I found the end of my rope and flashed my light to the tunnel entrance.The tunnel was gone. The little earthquake had collapsed the tunnel. Iwas trapp...ed with no ability to communicate with the team. The tunnelhad been over fifty feet in length. If it collapsed the entire way, Iwas dead. Getting the necessary people and resources to the site wouldtake days if not weeks. I'd be gone in twenty four hours. I had somewater and a little food, but that's all I had. I sat down on the cavernfloor and. Joe picks up on it quickly, an experienced transvestite accustomed to seeing other men in drag, and just as Bill is looking at each of the others in turn, all confused, with his mouth and eyes wide open, Joe says, "Well, I'll be damned! Here we are again! All four! What have those women done?"Charlie just stares around a little wildly, his lipstick still in his hand. "What?" he says. "Who are you?" But he already knows.There's a brief pause while the boys recognize each other, then recover. I caressed his solid back with one hand, my other on the back of his head, holding him to me tight. His warm breath tickled my soft skin. My breast! I thought. His face is inside my robe ... against my breasts. I'm pressing his cheek to my naked breast.About to push him away and close my robe, I hesitated. It felt too good. For years I had wanted to hold Mike like this, but as a growing teenager any attempt at intimacy embarrassed him. But now I had my beloved son in my arms; and I wasn't about. My voice is edgy. "Beg for it."I pull back a tiny bit. Just enough that the lack of touch makes her ache. She twists in my hands, shaking her head. "P-please."Kissing her earlobe, my hot breath rasps. "I didn’t say ask... I said beg!”I slap her clit then pull away and she jolts, gritting her teeth. "Jesus. PLEASE, fuck me... god!" Better."I use my free hand to align my prick, roll my hips and glide inside her dripping pussy. She groans as I fill her tunnel.Slithering my hand up to grab her hair.