I guess we’re old-fashioned that way, at least for four nudists who have swinging friends and relatives, and two of whom once committed incest,” C...rrie laughed as they hit the shower together, glad that Al and Linus had taken over the babysitting work (well, mostly Al, because Linus was still recovering from the gunshot wound).“Yes, by that standard, I suppose that we are, but in other ways, by pre-apocalyptic standards, we’re not, being nudists and such,” Hank snickered while washing his woman. Still, if Mike or Kirsten were out in the late afternoon, they tried to swing by the house just to check on the kids.The situation was essentially normal when he walked into the house. The TV was blaring, and Henry was watching the afternoon cartoons that were really too violent for him, but what could you do about it? Tiffany was sitting at the kitchen table, working on her homework. Math, it looked like.And that was as good an illustration as any about why Mike didn't worry too much about. .just. I started licking up the shaft before kissing the head,always keeping eye contact. I kept him just on the boil for quite a fewminutes before he begged me to suck him. It was strange having this kindof power but I realise he was not an alpha male... Just a randy husbandafter a quickie. Well as soon as I took him in my mouth it was quick....and surprisingly copious! I had to swallow three full mouth full beforehe withdrew his cock contentedly."Shit she IS!! good," he gasped to Wayne."Well. I kiss her lightly, running the tip of my tongue over her lips..."Oh. I'm going to like it. I'm bad. So are you girl. So are you."I rub her back, her neck, her shoulders, kissing her mouth, her neck, down her front.She shudders as I tongue a nipple, hard under the thin slippery material of her dress. I trace a finger lazily around one, and it gets harder, my other hand slipping down to cup one ass cheek. Her ass is large, and round, and soft."I know. I know," she whispers, eyes still closed. "I.