For the first time, I laid out what I saw."Its 1962. The end of summer is approaching, and we're on the clock," I began. "We have four years, because ...hen summer ends in 1966, a different clock starts ticking, and there's not going to be a lot of time on that clock."I saw a lot of nods at that, a few people were even taking notes."As a group, what is our biggest asset in surviving the loss of most of the world's people, and possibly its infrastructure?" I asked. Dad knew the answer, as we'd had. I then got out some shots for us as sex with her drunk was always hot. We set our glasses down and kissed again this time grabbing her beautiful large breasts with my hands. She let out a soft moan while I massaged both oh her tits. I then spun her around and began kissing her neck as I remove her shirt. It revealed she was wearing a blue leopard skin string bikini top. It felt smooth and wonderful to run my hands over her shiny tits. I ran my hands down her soft stomach to the top of her. I step out from my jeans and half carry her to a chair nearby. I sit down and she sits straddling my thighs, hands still tied and resting behind my neck. She shuffles forward moving her pussy closer to the stiff cock it now aches to feel inside. I grab it with one hand and slowly rub it in the soaking groove between her legs. It makes a delicious slurping sound as it traverses from her ass hole to her clit and back again. I kiss and bite her magnificent breasts while I tease her pussy, pausing. “No, please stop, Please!”The where off her legs by the end of her sentence. Grabbing her hair again Jono pulled her head up so she would be looking at the him. “Now we’re going to ask you some questions, and what we do next will depend on how you answer, understand?” Beth nodded, anything to make them stop. “First,” her father askes out of her field of vision, “when was your first kiss?”“N-now,” she cried, “with Jono”Jono’s eyes flashed with excitement and looked at where Beth assumed her.