Any throwing machines?”Kermac’s brow furrowed as he thought back. “Not that I have seen, I’m afraid. Ought there to be such a thing?”“Larg...e armies have been known to devise such things, plus battering rams to knock down walls.” John nearly said “doors” but remembered in time that there were no substantial buildings here.His comment was met with blank stares, then Trimble ventured, “You seem to be well trained in warfare, sir. Is your home army coming this way, do you think?”John smiled evilly. I didn't have any toys with me so I was just rubbing my clit. My eyes are always closed when I touch myself. I was getting really wet and moaning.I was really close to my first orgasm when I heard the door open. I figured it was my roommate back from class early, but my eyes were still closed. She had already seen me naked before multiple times and I had masturbated while she was in the room before (although never exactly like this) so I didn't think I needed to stop. I was also really close so. It seemed like there was never a time when Serena and Lacey had not been friends. Although girls were eighteen, both girls were five foot four, and both girls had deep brown eyes, they could not have been more different. Lacey had begun to develop a woman’s figure at around thirteen years old, and Serena was still skin and bones, flat as a board up front and had a small bubble butt. Lacey’s hair was a wavy and thick brown that reached just below her shoulders and Serena’s bright red hair. We went back down to the kitchen, where Betty handed us a large packet, sloppily wrapped in newspaper with food stains on it.“I went to some trouble to make sure it looked as good as something out of a gourmet restaurant,” she told us straight-faced, while scratching the dogs behind their ears. “Now get out and don’t you dare show your faces till evening.”“Have fun,” Dina said. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do....if I were you.” Betty made as though to throw something at her, and, laughing, she.