The sound of running water was faint in the distance. Honey, would you go gather some firewood? Im starting to get hungry and we need to set up a fire...unless you like your food cold she joked. Sounds good, Ill be back in a few. I started walking into the woods, hoping to find enough firewood to keep a fire going for the night. I soon found the source of the running water. A small stream feeding into a pond. I bent down to feel the water. It was cool, but not too cold. The perfect temperature. Luke's hand fell to his sides. He watched as Molly's tongue swirled around his head making it glisten with her spit. Then she slowly took him in inch by inch. Luke's head fell back against the tree and he let out a deep moan. Molly loved doing this to him; she felt so in control with his cock in her mouth. Like she could tell him to do anything and he would do it to ensure she didn't stop. She felt his cock flex in her mouth. His rod felt so hot and she could taste his precum. She took him in. Their focus was on the women taking care of the babies, either new moms who were still lactating and could feed them, or barren women who couldn’t be used as breeders. It was an exhausting job, constantly feeding, changing, and caring for the infants. They were given cots along the side of the room, but it was impossible to get much sleep. The sound of crying was their alarm clock, and the sooner they got the baby to stop, the sooner they could get some rest.In a way, Tyler envied the babies.. The Smithfields and the Snows were flying back this afternoon. I thought a good in house breakfast would be better than a noisy restaurant plus everyone could eat on their own schedule. We always had plenty of fruit. We also had stocked up on eggs, bacon, sausage, scrapple and pancake mix. I opened two of those frozen orange concentrate cans and made a gallon of orange juice using distilled water. I was also going to make fried potatoesI cooked myself an egg, several strips of bacon and one.