find a vending machine

inside the wooden house there really seemed to be no danger, at least in the atrium, We did not finish exploring it completely because one of the two doors at the right corner of the house, led to some stairs, we would have climbed later but now the fear of not being alone had vanished, I relaxed and accompanied by my two traveling companions I entered the other door on the corner.

It was a very rustic room with the head of an embalmed deer hanging on a wall, there were some furniture and in the center a large mahogany table surrounded by several chairs, but what caught our attention were two large distributors. Inside there were a lot of snacks, sandwiches and drinks.

With a good dose of luck they were still edible, after all it had not been that long.

<< tonight we have to celebrate >> Omar enthusiastically commented as he grabbed one of the chairs, pointing his legs against the glass of the distributor gave a strong blow that caused an absurd noise. The glass had streaked into a network of numerous cracks.

<< c'mon, big boy >> I exhorted him giggling.

<< doing this thing has always been my erotic dream >> he confessed, laughing and then giving another violent blow, the glass exploded and some debris hit my sweatshirt as he seemed to be directly inside the dispenser. Then he removed the chair so that I and linda began to grab everything.

In a few seconds, the distributor emptied and we shared all that so substantial booty evenly.