I pressed her waist strongly. She hissed and kissed on my lips.She knew that I was totally in her control now. She smiled and moved away from me. I he...d her hand and tried to pull her closer. I stared at her and she asked me if I want to come with her to her home now. I was reluctant but she started the car and drove us to her home. I pleaded all the way home but I couldn’t do it strongly. I was in two minds.She parked the car and we came to her flat. I sat in my old place and she went into the. They fell asleep like that with her on top of him with his now wilting manhood still inside her pussy like a cork. A few hours later she awakened and felt the need to lick and suck the fruits of their copulation off him. She loved the taste of their mingled juices all over his tool. This time she woke him as she maneuvered into a 69 position. He Ate her while she drank what little he could produce. Finally as the sun began to rise she awoke him one last time. She waggled her ass at him as he. Desmond didn't really consider the so-called "Survivors" as any great threat because most of them were too soft and too bound by niceties to make it in the new mix of society. He was willing to take on some young raw recruits if they were mean enough and some prime pussy it they were pretty enough, but other than that, they planned to "take no prisoners".By this time, Desmond and the others had no sense of what day of the week it was and didn't care. They knew it was moving from winter into. A choking feeling begins to form. I shake my head and stare into the mirror. I try to brush the feeling off, I don’t understand where these thoughts are coming from! I’m beginning to feel as if I’m going crazy! Although ... Those marks are there ... Those images are there ... They do add up ... but to what?I turn around and step out of the closet and smile to the several people there. They chatter and laugh on the couch. Normally I’d be in the mix. Goofing off, flirting and teasing. Not this.