The choice was taken from him when Amy spotted him."SWEETIE! You're back!" she yelped, and immediately fought her way through her clutch of courtesans... to wrap him in a bear hug. "How are you feeling?" A lot better, thanks," Eric said, trying to hide his amazement."I'm glad," she said. "My first two days of school here without my sweetie weren't that fun." You looked like you were having fun." Eric said."Ah, not like with you." She called over to her erstwhile admirers. "Do you guys all know. The closest nearby town is about 25 miles away. Wingston barely gets any visitors, and only a few people who live in the town have ever left. All the food the people eat in Wingston comes from the farms that can be found scattered across the town. The town of Wingston has a few schools, stores, and public buildings. The best thing that Wingston has to offer for the people who live there is that it has a good size public park. Wingston Park is the place where all young couples go on their first. The cock sprayed cum, covering her tits in its sticky white fluid. She was amazed at the amount of cum that continued to flow. She ran a hand through the trail of cum that covered her breasts, lazily trailing a finger through it and slipping it into her mouth. She moaned quietly at the sugary sweet taste that filled her mouth and eagerly enveloped the strange cock, desperate to get a second taste. Her husbands cum had always tasted horrible, but this was like the nectar of the gods.She ran her. "But Gran, that was 18 years ago. You were only in your 40s. Surely you've...I mean...well, when was the last time...." I felt my face flush as my words ground to a halt, but she knew what I was asking. She gave me a little smile and said, "The last time I had sex was 14th February 1989, two weeks before my Roger passed on." She grinned at the look of astonishment on my face. "Well, let's face it Luce, I'm an outsider, and I had a business to run, and there's never exactly been a ready supply.