I had a list of items I wanted to bring back home with me to the cabin. Survival was getting harder. While I still had food enough for a few weeks, I ...eeded to think about the rest of the winter months. Fuel was important, as was food. Of course, I had a whole town to pick from, though a lot of food in the town had spoiled already. Still, there were plenty of canned goods left to choose from.Of course, it was dangerous making the run. Last time I'd done a run, I'd had to cut it short, and run.. My cock was softening and I reached for a tissue just as I slid from her. I heard my cum rush from her stretched hole. I pulled back and looked down as she looked up. Our stomachs were coated with a thin sheen of cum, both of our bras had cum stains on them. My cock was dripping with spent sperm and there was a huge puddle of white sperm under her puckered hole. I licked my lips and she groaned out, "Are you gonna clean me up?" I smiled. "I'm not that horny today... but I do have an idea..." I. As she slip up and down on my cock, I reached up and began to suck and squeeze her tits. She began to beg out loud, “Pinch my nipples, baby, hard…” Not wanting to disappoint her, I complied with her wishes, but much harder that I would ever pinch Jean’s nipples. I guessed she liked it as she moaned loudly again and again. She kept riding me and eventually reached down and fingered her clit that bought on another orgasm. She cried out in pure pleasure. As her second orgasm subsided. They were tender and softly demanding response and claiming it given. Marie covered what lay between opened thighs each kiss delightfully wanton. Cecelia felt the flowing caress of hands soft about her legs moving to capture her hips guiding her thighs to the cradle of the handmaiden’s shoulders. Arms pressed along her sides until warm fingertips moved across her torso in their deliberate walk towards her breasts. Heart pounding Cecelia felt her nipples explode with desire for their touch. Her.