I looked at Mike and asked if he wanted a cup of coffee as I was getting myself one, he said sure if I didn't mind. As I got up to go in the kitchen, ...I noticed he was looking at my cock. I felt fairly embarrassed at this, but kept on going. When I came back into the living room Mike asked if he could strip down some to. I wasn't sure what to make of that, but said sure if you want.I handed him his coffee and sat down on the couch. Mike sat his coffee down and stood up taking his shirt off {wow. The woman's shirt he'd put on her reached the ground and she stumbled as she walked towards the stream they'd reached the night before. "Me wa' dink"He headed her off, and gave her one of the bottles instead. He hadn't dared start a fire the night before for fear the light might attract passing zombies, or other two legged predators. They needed to boil some more water though. He used dry wood and kept it small, to minimize the smoke. What little it did put out should be dispersed by the tree. I must admit, before you came along I was getting a little nervous. This would have been the third successive week without a 'free women' available if you hadn't turned up".He could see that the two women before him were still puzzled by his words. Although he could not imagine why they should have been mystified he, proceeded to enlighten them."My dear ladies ? we sell women for gainful employment to the right purchaser. I do not like to use the word slavery ? which has so many unfortunate. I stood between her legs, grabbed my erection then with no hesitation put the end of my cock into the dilated hole of her sex. I pushed the head of my prick into her then paused to watch her reaction. She didn't cringe, she didn't resist, she didn't move; she just laid there and let me push deeper and deeper until the soft swells of her cunt were cloaked by my pubic hair. I leaned over and put my hands beside her head then rolled my ass. She reached up and gripped my shoulders, her nails were.