The obvious

Joanna, Kelly and John moved towards the sounds coming from upstairs, a high-pitch scream greeting them as they ascended the steep staircase. This time it was Joanna who was leading the way, with John walking just behind her.

As if the plethora of suggestive noises weren't enough to fan the flames of her arousal to an incredibly developed level, the realization that John's gaze was upon her, his eyes intently following the gently swaying of her buttocks each time that she cleared a step, was added to the first sensation, and it all resulted in Joanna's pussy actually beginning to drip, thick drops of her pre-climactic juices falling down onto the rifled metal steps, while her thighs gradually began to glisten as they were coated with her juices.

To Joanna, it felt as if she was thirteen all over again and just experiencing real physical arousal for the first time. The experience that she was going through right was just so intense that it felt like she had gone through a second puberty in the short time during which she had known John. Maybe the same thing would have happened with Boss Johnson and his goons, but she suspected that it would've taken longer for her to reach such a state, for while Johnson had gone right at her and started fucking her within minutes of them meeting, John had showed little interest in either her or Kelly, at least until now.

A girlish hiss and an equally girlish moan coming from behind her informed Joanna that Kelly was experiencing a similar sensation.

For some inexplicable reason, the trio reached the top of the stairs without the two women having teamed up to grab John and wrestle him down onto the floor where they could proceed to strip him and fuck him, and they all walked along the railed gangway which cut right across the room to the doorway at its far left.

The sounds of physical exertion and blissful lust were much louder now, and when Joanna passed through the arched doorway she found that she had thereby entered a large room, the far wall was easily more than ten yards away, with two doorways leading further into the building, and each of which requiring that one had first to climb up a short staircase if one wanted to pass through them.

In the room, which was luxuriously furnished with items that looked as if they were way out of Joanna's price-range, and would remain so unless she went corporate and really struck it big, there was a four post bed, wide enough that a person of normal height could lay down across it and still have both her feet and head on top of the mattress.

The thick, white mattress was visible in several places, for the scarlet sheets had wrinkled up and soaked, no doubt as a consequence of the fact that two people where currently doing their best to fuck each other senseless in the bed, one man and one woman going at it, beads of sweat rolling down their wholly naked bodies.

Joanna had suspected that the cause of the noises would be something in that vein, but to see the two lovers was still enough to make her stop dead in her tracks, her bright eyes bulging outwards while a trickle of her juices escaped her pussy.

The couple on the bed were seemingly far too preoccupied with what they were doing to cast any glances towards the doorway, where the three new arrivals had lined up, Kelly and Joanna having done so to marvel at the display of intense carnal activities and John merely smiling at it, suggesting that he had seen things like it many times before, and had even been a participant in them on more than one occasion.

The man was a blonde, and built in fashion similar to John; tall and handsome with a lot of muscle and not a lot of fat, but he differed by having a deeply tanned rather than actually black complexion. Since his rigid cock was currently being thrust in and out of the woman's pussy in a breakneck pace, Joanna couldn't get a good look at it, but from what she saw she guessed that it was about as big as John's seemed to be.

As for the woman, she was gifted with an appearance as striking as that of the men; with golden hair which was now braided into a wet unit that slapped against her toned back each time that the **** of the man's thrusts caused her entire body to shake violently, a skin-tone as tanned as that of her current lover, a physique which looked on par with Joanna's and Kelly's, and a pair of tits which looked as if they were equal to, or perhaps even larger than, Joanna's massive double D's, although it was hard to get a good look at them since she was currently kneeling on the bed like a bitch in heat.

Her skin, like the man's, was giving off a wet sheen that implied that she was thoroughly doused in sweat, but a richer, whiter fluid was apparent on her face and in her hair, on her tits and stomach and on her ass. Despite her little experience with the stuff, Joanna guessed that it was male cum, but she also noticed that the woman was glazed here and there with a lighter and brighter fluid, one which appeared to be flowing down the man's torso.

To Joanna, the woman certainly didn't look like the corporate type, and she was far too pretty for Joanna to guess that she had been a miner. She said as much to John, who chuckled a few times before informing Joanna that "Well, she most definitely isn't corporate. She's one of us." without explaining what exactly that "us" referred to.

Neither of the pair had paid John and the soldiers any attention, and John muttered in what Joanna guessed was mocked anger that, "That's typical of Luther and Mary, just leave the door unguarded and pay no notice of the alarm going off."

In response, the door to a nearby closet swung open and a man, as naked as Luther and sporting a similarly sized erect cock, came stepping out of it. In his right hand the man held a non-military pistol, Joanna guessed that it was a Pak-50 or a similarly high-class gun. His state of dress along with the fact that a long rope of cum was swinging from the tip of his dick suggested that he had participated in the activities on the bed before the sound of the alarm had caused him to place himself in the closet.

Looking beyond the man wasn't something that Joanna felt inclined to do, but the well drilled soldier in her still cast at least a passing glance at the opened closet, and she felt **** to stifle a dry chuckle at what she saw. From what Joanna had heard, x-ray technology had been in use for well over a millennium, and after that time all it took to block it was still good old aluminium foil, in which the insides of the closet had been coated, with only a small gap being left for the man to place the x-ray binoculars in his other hand against.

"Ah, there you are Teller," John nodded at the man, who lowered his pistol.

Except for his auburn hair and tanned skin, Teller too was more or less a copy of John. His massive dick was the part of his appearance that interested Joanna the most however, even if she didn't react to it in quite as an enthusiastic fashion as Kelly, who grunted repeatedly as she began finger-fucking herself.

"Welcome back John," Teller nodded back, and the broke out into a massive smile upon looking at Joanna and Kelly, both of whom cooed when they saw his cock twitch in response to their presence.

John now undid his belt and Teller placed his sidearm on a table.

All actions were halted when Mary, the name with which John had referred to the woman on the bed, let out another high-pitch wail, which was followed by a roar from Luther as he finally extracted his thick, sleek member from her sex and proceeded to shot the whole of his substantial load all over her ass.

Mary gave every impression of being in a similar state of orgasmic bliss, and Joanna heard herself cooing again when the blonde minx in the bed suddenly released two long jets of milk from her nipples, the clear mammary-juice splashing down onto the already soaked sheets.

The next thing to gain Joanna's attention was the sharp metallic noise of a zipper being manipulated. Twisting her head to the right, Joanna found that she had carried out that movement just in time to see John slide out of his overall, his long, hard cock springing out into the air.

Joanna was pretty smart, but she could have been seriously stupid and still comprehend where all of this was leading...