She planted little kisses on the back of his soft, wet neck and she slowly jerked his cock with one slippery hand while the other dipped between his l...gs and began massaging his balls.Even though he had used a soapy hand to jerk his own cock many times, this felt totally different. Abby was slowly manipulating his prick and balls with her soft hands, and that combined with the feel of her huge tits pressed into his back, and her tongue teasing his neck had the pressure already building at the. Fortunately her petticoat had a tight knot and he could not move down any further. Expectedly she was cumming heavily now and was more or less reclining her head on Pande-ji's flat shirt-covered chest. She knew by this action she was giving approval to exploit her more, but she was feeling so weak. Pande-ji was certainly emboldened, as he knew now for sure she liked this fondling. Pande-ji with his free left hand was now again pressing her buttocks and with his right hand twitching her . She stopped at a little black dress.It was short, with spaghetti straps. The material clung to her soft curvesin a sensual way. It had a thin black lace overlay and was virtually backless.She loved it when he ran his hand over her back. The feeling of the heatfrom his fingertips would send chills up her body and he loved to teaseher. He knew what his hand on her bare skin did to her body. Pulling the dress from the hanger she placed it on the bed. She flipped herhair over and began to blow dry. "But it'll do until a big one comes along."Suddenly they were laughing, hugging each other, kissing, with abandon. Josh waded over and joined them. The fact of survival was sinking in.And Angela began to think in earnest. Something had changed, somehow. Soaked through, bedraggled, utterly blind except for the sliver of light that came from the place a door had once led to the basement stairway, she heard again in her mind the words Jim had said just before the wave had struck. "We're both.