All of the ice in the base had melted now, the heating system was running at full capacity and keeping the interior at a constant, balmy temperature. ...he aliens seemed to love it, would they even want to return to their primitive longhouse after discovering the magic of central heating? Food was the more significant factor, however. They might not be able to hunt here, and if they didn’t hunt, they didn’t eat. Schaffer hadn’t seen Scarface for several days now. He wondered if she was roaming. She brought her arms up around his shoulders and kissed him back, her tongue now duelling with his. She could feel his hands sliding down her back until he grasped her ass. Forcefully he pushed his jean covered cock into her, she pushed back, unable to control any of her urges. Oh, god. He growled as their kiss broke, and he nuzzled his face into her neck. We shouldnt be doing this. I know, but it feels so good. She moaned, finding his lips again, and meeting each thrust of his cock into her.. Yep, I’ll go to Sunday dinner.” The dogs whining at the basement door returned Gene back to his sense. “Poor things, I forgot they gotta go out. Been forgetting a lot lately”, he muttered. Grabbing another can of beer Gene followed his two dogs outside to the fenced in back yard. His home was situated on a large lot, even though it was in Geneva, a town of ten thousand. Three miles from lake Erie, its claim to fame were wineries and summer resorts. Wandering in his yard Gene wondered how many. “I got your suck!” she called back, waving her club at me, and went through the steel door.She was business as usual when she came back for the tray. It was like a switch turned off or something. She simply took it and left, not saying another word. I guess when you’re seeing inmates come and go all of the time, it’s probably better if the guard didn’t get too close. I could imagine the conversations they had between each other starting off with, do you remember inmate so-and-so doing this and.