It was convenient. When she was at work she would go to the cafeteria for lunch and force down some manner of real food but when she went home she jus...t drank a Sustasure for dinner and another for breakfast. It was way easier than actually thinking about food. Micah’s emails thinned out when he realized that she was only ever going to send back the same response. She still got one every now and then and it made her stomach churn and she could never drink her Sustasure the nights that she got. "One more week Amelia, and then we will see about having it removed. Maybe a lighter cast can be put on. Years ago, you know, kids with a broken leg had to stay in bed for five weeks. Count yourself lucky. Come on, Daddy will take us out to Tender Chicken."We put the girls down in their own familiar beds where they had slept most of their short lives before I came on the scene and changed everything. They were almost immediately asleep, although it was only seven-thirty. It was decided that we. They were like cats in heat and drop-dead gorgeous to boot.I distributed the shotguns, ammo and keys. We all walked around locking each and every building and garage. We thought about locking the gas and diesel tanks too. Instead I gradually fed over thirty pounds of styrofoam into each tank. We had ready tanks of napalm, not gasoline. Everyone was taking this as seriously as I was. It was a relief not to have a liberal among 'em.The first of July saw us harvesting lettuce, carrots and onions.. She started to cum hard, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck I’m…gonna…cum,” she cried out! He kept his body pressed down on hers and his hands moving so as not to disrupt her orgasm. And she exploded. She threw her head to the side and her body started to convulse. She groaned now, long and hard, until she had to stop and take a gasp of air. “Stop, stop…please stop,” she pleaded. The pressure on her pelvis now after cumming was almost unbearable. He let up and slowly took his drenched hand away from.