Nothing noteworthy for here either, but Lisa and I got back in touch and things got naughty. We didn’t ever think of getting back together but had s...ome fun. Mostly we’d meet in Hedge End at an old outdoor warehouse and she’d suck me off late at night. After eighteen months, Martin moved out and was replaced by Andres who had left his gf behind in the US and came to do his PostDoc work, reanimating locusts…. one limb at a time. Cool huh? He and I got on better than Martin and I. He was open and. The sight of Mae's hungry cunt-lips sucking and pulling on the animal's hard dog-cock was further arousing the reverend's wife.She could hear the blonde slut breathing heavily as her well- trained collie fucked his rigid prick in and out of her cunt like a burning sword. Watching the dog fuck on top as Mae lay on her back, Abby could see Scotty's big furry chest rubbing back and forth over Mae's tingling tits. As the bestial fucking continued, the dog began slamming into her pussy with harder,. As usual, she found that, the more she learned, the stronger she became. The first thing she realized was that her chemistry teacher had been correct, gasoline broke down quite quickly and that all of today’s gas was well on its way to uselessness. She also found that processing new gasoline would require much more time, effort, and manpower than she would ever have available in this new life. She, and anyone else left on this Earth, would have to switch to renewable sources quite quickly to. ‘I see no reason why I should lose my private time to my wife. A man must always have his escape, or so I’ve always said. The notion of spending an evening with that woman is abhorrent, what topics would we talk on: she about her knitting patterns and I about politics!’ He chortled to himself. ‘Would hardly be stimulating for either of us.’ Edward cast his mind back to remember Beauchamp’s wife: a portly, plain woman with a pursed mouth and stubby fingers – he could hardly imagine anyone.