The arms of my shirt were ripped off and the buttons were shot. My muscled torso was exposed as I waded through the surf and onto the beach. The sun w...s high. It was a hot August day. I reached into my trouser pocket and fished out a damaged pair of sunglasses. I jimmied them back into shape and put them on. Then I decided to find out where the hell I was. Up off the beach a couple of hundred yards ahead of me I saw a road sign. That wasn’t good news. There were no road signs left in British. I moved to kiss Amanda on the lips and initially she responded. Then, just as I noticed an unusual yet strangely familiar taste, she pulled away abruptly. "I forgot to clean my teeth". "Don't worry, you taste fine; what have you been eating?" "Oh just a few titbits" she replied, before pressing her lips to mine. As I explored her mouth, I felt sure that the taste was nothing to do with the nibbles Wendy had laid on.As we finished kissing I held her close and decided to probe a little more. "So. After the cover story was in place they couldn't really duck out of it. Their trip actually started eight days ago. They looked at two other installations before they got here. They did insist on the other fuel tanks though. I think they're thinking that if the deaths start back up they might need to come here and stay for a while. I doubt that'll happen though." Grimes explained."Hell we've sure got room to put 'em up. You too Grimes. If you need to come out here and stay for a while we'll be. If this type of sexual expression doesn’t turn you on as much as it does me, please, read no further. Thanks. — I was on my knees on the bed, crouched between his legs. Naked, like he was. I licked all the way up the length of his cock, savoring the texture of hot skin stretched taught. It tasted of our combined juices, from our earlier lovemaking. It made me so horny. I held it and stroked it. I nibbled at the tube on the underside- the tube that would soon bring the cum from his balls to my.