"That's it. Suck it. Suck that clit." Brianna husked."Now, yeah now do that thing with your tongue. Yeah just like that. Oh, fuck. Are you rubbing you...self?"I took a quick look at Lillian. Her hand was between her legs. Oh, these two knew each other very well indeed. I started stroking my cock, intending to jerk off and cum on one or both of them.Lillian's chin now rested on the edge of Brianna's seat while she plied the rough surface of her tongue across Brianna's sensitive clit. I had to look. "I've never met anyone else who knows what it's like, not so much living in a nuclear wasteland, but living each day in a different world. I thought I was the only one." So did I!" admitted Quentin.At last! After all these years, here was proof that there were others who knew what he knew and lived the life he lived."So, how did you first discover things were like that?" Quentin asked. "I was in my teens. There are so many changes as you grow up, you don't realise that some are not the kind of. I felt my cock swell within her and the first surge of hot cum gush up into her. My eyes flashed open, the gloom of the hospital room quickly coming into focus. I felt my cock spurt again, my cum squirting onto my stomach under my gown as I lay in the bed. I heard a sound and turned, startled, to see a young nurse, maybe twenty two or three, standing, her hand on my arm, her eyes closed, her other hand gripping the railing of my bed, the same face that I had seen moments before in my mind.. As I was shuffling the closets and she was hauling in the loot, she said, "Wanna microwave somethin' for lunch?" Either that or we run up to the catfish joint." You know," I said, "fried catfish sounds good right now. Microwave something for dinner?" I can do that."Hour and half, we're back. "Pool?" she said, looking at me."Yeah, but wear your old suit." Why?" Because if you wear that bikini, every male in the place is gonna follow you with his eyes everywhere you go, including back in this.