Doug was determined that his people would survive.One thing he had to do was to come up with a heating system for warming their homes which did not de...end on fire or direct sunlight. They were already starting to deplete the local trees, so there was no way that they could depend on fires for warmth, and there would be so much dust in the air that the sun would be blocked for years. Doug searched his memory for some hint of a way around the problem; finally, he had a glimmer of an idea.If air. “You are bad. You made him eat your piss soaked pussy in the sand.” The words were hard to get out; my throat was dry and the words felt thick. “Did you let him fuck you, too?” I asked. I slapped Heather’s ass again, harder this time, as I felt my cock begin to reach full hardness. Heather reached down and took hold of my rod in her hand and began to stroke it, sliding it under her hands until she reached one hand down and began to play with my balls, too. “Yes,” she whispered. “They took. "How about this?" he asked, pulling his finger out halfway and slipping another in alongside it. I suppressed a moan. "That's fine, " I answered, and I could hear him chuckle - the arousal in my voice must have been pretty obvious. He continued to finger me, and then I felt something exquisite on my clit. It took me a second to realize it was his tongue! Then I could hold it in no longer; I moaned and arched my back as he finger-fucked me and licked me at the same time. Soon I was near coming,. As my eager young eyes feasted on Mr Craddock's exposed boobs for the very first time, the woman took the beaker with my sperm from the nightstand. Holding her other gloved hand under her breast to prevent spillage, she poured a quantity of the semen onto herself and gave a quick rub, repeating the procedure with the other breast, emptying the beaker in the process.My mouth fell open. Mrs Craddock just smiled, replacing the empty beaker and proceeding to massage her big mounds, rubbing my spunk.