"I don't even know your name," he said, breaking free."It's Noelle," she said, lying. What business of his was her name, anyway? The only thing that m...ttered between them was the swollen, raging prick she clutched in her fists. The only thing.They moved to the bed. He picked her up like a bridegroom and carried her over, depositing her carefully on the mattress. She looked up at him, stroking her tits and pinching the nipples even harder. They were blood-red with lust, and so were her eyes.He. The elevator doors opened and she pushed her way through its oblivious occupants, emerging back into the coffee shop. Once there, she was back in her black clothes and apron, her red hair back to its shortness and natural style. "What the hell's going on?"Derek followed her out, his dress and appearance returning to its former state."Whaddaya mean? You were totally enjoying yourself." He chided "Don't try to deny it!"There was a rumble and the coffee shop trembled as if in a light. "When there's not much of it around we have to be grateful for what we get. Now, if you'll excuse me I've got other things to do."Roland walked through the door at the back of the reception area which, when it was a supermarket in more prosperous times, had been where shelves of goods heaved under the weight of affordable provisions. Now the public space of the abandoned shop was put aside to provide shelter for the most needy of the many hundreds of poor and homeless who relied on the relief. Nancy was bucking her hips back to meet each thrust. Nancy started to shiver as her third orgasm of the day overcame her. Maureen could tell that her grand father was going to cum as her grandfather grunted and pulled his cock out, Maureen replaced her mother’s cunt with her mouth and swallowed his seed. Nancy collapsed on the floor and Maureen cuddled in next to her. Maureen’s grandfather fell back into the kitchen chair again. ‘God Nancy, between Maureen’s’ lips and your cunt, I think I’m.