How could any man be calm with a cock all swollen up like that?"I don't know," I said frantically. I could still feel his cock pressing against me."It...s OK to be afraid," he told me, speaking softly. "We can stop if you'd rather."Afraid? I wasn't afraid. How dare he think I was afraid? We can stop if I'd rather, as though I was a weak little girl who didn't know what she wanted. "No. Do it. Do it now," I snapped. I'll show him who's afraid.He pressed more urgently against me and now I could. And Debbie, she had enough money to handle this anyway, ifthat was all it was. I told Frank to wait until I thought it out. A couple of days went by when I was still trying to figure it out. By thattime I had studied the pictures well, jacked off several times, and knew thatDebbie was getting back into big black cock, this time with multiple partners. What was worrying me were the phone calls and sometimes thelast minute 'trips to the store' she had to take following them, and hercoming. Alicia took advantage of the fact that she could go anywhere she pleased during the daytime since there was no one around to stop her and decided to go there. Along the way, she found that food and drink were plentiful, though it was mostly out of irradiated cans. Neither the radiation nor the raging sun bothered her because of her heritage.It was a long, slogging walk to Atlanta, as many of the roads were under a foot or so of seawater. The Georgia of the twenty-second century was mostly. .can I do it again? Maybe in a while we have many many weeks and years to learn all the pleasures of kinky sex so dont worry you will have plenty of those comeing.Now be a good boy and clean up grandmas poop from the floor sweety.With that her and Mom left the bathroom. I carefully scooped up her poop and dropped it into the pot and then cleaned up the tile and flushed it away.My hands still smelled like poop after I washed.