These were usually locals who steadfastly clung to their burnt holdings out of sheer obstinacy. Habitation wasn't possible without water and such comm...nities that did exist were grouped around springs or sluggish tributaries of the Floral.Hap's new friends had decided to venture to the outskirts of Cityplex where it was believed they'd get better terms of trade than Iberica. Fuel could be obtained, albeit at a hefty price, and their reserve was getting low. The nearer they got to the west bank. One man was very, very hot. I was wet just looking at him and I think he picked up on that as he felt me up when we were dancing and would not leave me alone. Finally he talked me into going out to his pickup to listen to a new CD he had. Once out there he was all over me trying to lift my skirt and get to my cunt and I knew if he got to my cunt it would be all over. There was another couple in the back seat going at it. I could not see them well but from the sounds and smells they were fucking. “I guess that’s what happened.”“So, if you had stayed at the New Year’s party, would you have kissed me at midnight? I mean, even with your situation here?”“Maybe that’s why I left,” he said. “I wanted to, but I might have felt bad about it.”“I really did look for you,” she told him. “Of course, I didn’t know about your arrangement. Thinking back, I’m wondering if it would have made any difference.”Jason was silent.“So, Jason, do you know why I’m here?”“Shayla invited you, I guess.”She smiled.. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to control myself and not too blatantly looking at Margret’s snatch. At last it was time for them to leave and we said our goodbyes, Margret gave me a hug and pressed her pelvis forward, grinding her mound against me. She kissed me and I felt a very quick probe of her tongue before she let go and they left. Needless to say, at the first opportunity I had my rod out and I shoved my foreskin back and forth along my shaft thinking about Margret’s dripping.