"The conversation continued for at least another half-hour, crossing and uncrossing my legs numerous times, hoping to keep that feeling burning betwee... them. His hands touched me at times, usually innocently, but some times touching my naked leg. Each time my body shuddered, my thighs clenched tightly together. His hands seem to take my body for granted, moving about me, touching me here and there with a familiarity that I found comfortable. He could have slipped his hand up under my dress and. I opened my eyes and saw Aurora’s lovely face. Her eyelids were still closed. ‘Good morning, sweetheart,’ I whispered. I slipped from her grasp, ignoring the sharp pain from my back and arm and thigh muscles. I needed tea, and I could do with some breakfast as well. My bedmate had had plenty of sleep, as had I. (We’d gotten to sleep before 2300.) I would wake her once I had a breakfast prepared. I was in the kitchen for only a few seconds when I heard footsteps in the hall. I didn’t look at. I want to pull out my cock out and jerkoff, WOW.I turn around and headed back to the trailer and wait for her to return about 2 hour later. And seeing Jim heading back to his trailer at the same time.She look so hot and wet , pulling her to me and I started kissing her and ran my hands all over body . She said wow big boy this is so nice been along time , I need a good fuck pulling on my now hard cock . I pull her cover off and to find she shave her pussy and it was all red witch made me hotter. The girls and I were in a dark depression at that point and a check of the TV proved no reception at all. I started talking to the girls about the possibility of being in the bunker for the next five years or more. It was a preliminary discussion about our resources and how we would survive. We mourned for those who we thought were dead or dying. The first night we slept tight together, and the sleep was interrupted several times by mourning. When we woke it was disorienting in that there was.