Running it up my slit, spreading me open, he swirled his tongue across my clit and I started to moan. “Oh man, that feels incredible.” Raising his... face up, he smiled and said “You like that? Tell me what you want baby.” Lifting my ass up, pushing my crotch toward his face, I whimpered “ Do it some more, eat my pussy.” He ran his tongue up my slit again and stopped, staring up at me, whispering “ Make me eat you baby. Make me lick your pussy for you!” He pulled my hand down on placed it on the. I had put my right hand on the back of her head while keeping the left on her breast. Her bobbing up and down was all it took. I pulled her head toward me. My cock slid into the back of her mouth and my nuts pumped out all of the pent-up baby juice I had right into the back of her mouth and throat. It was more than she could handle. She started to gage, but managed to control herself. The excess leaked out between my cock and her lips. Luckily she had come prepared with a handkerchief in her. It has only been a month since things went dark on April 19th, 2041. The world fell victim to the hands of extremists with a couple bombs who scared the world powers into a MAD (mutually assured destruction) frenzy, news programs spoke of WMDs being hoarded in the Sahara out in Africa but that's neither here nor is it important. The sky for miles was covered in varying layers of fallout making days consistently overcast. It's time to head back to the family...Note from NB:(This story is still. A piercing scream from above filled the house - a man’s voice, desperately, frantically screaming. A dull thud followed, and then silence.“Don’t worry. Probably ghosts” said Simone, marching down the hallway to the door downstairs. Lauren shook, hungry, tired and scared out of her wits. She needed the toilet so badly, she needed some privacy as well, some time alone to pull her thoughts together and try and understand what had happened to them this evening. More than anything though, she wanted.