‘Good Lord! We can’t eat all this stuff!’ I chided him. ‘Not all at once,’ he agreed, loading the stuff onto the conveyor. ‘But this gives...us a selection so we won’t be down to rice and beans in a week. Choice, my dear. It’s all about choice.’ ‘But I like beans,’ I confided. ‘And how long are we going to be out here? A week?’ He shrugged. ‘I can’t guess, but it all depends on how accurate your assessment is of your cop friend. When he tells us it’s safe for us to return, then we can come back.. ...The continued thrusting of my hips has now lessened a bit. But that’s only because your now on top of me riding my cock up & down like a carousel!……Realizing you've just reached a height of orgasmic passion that you have NEVER felt before!.....With absolutely NO warning to you, I pull my cock from your gushing pussy & with the one hand I still have full of your hair I begin helping you to your knees. But you don’t need the assistance! You want to taste my cum as bad as I want you to!...... ”“Sam, and Mary.” John laughed, “No Ice Cream?”“John, we’re going home to make plans,” Mary said.“John looked at Mary, then at Sam, as he handed them an ounce of gold each, “Plans, that’s simple get married, have babies, and live happily ever after!”“Thank you, Mr. President. I’ll put that at the top of the page we use for planning!” Sam said. Everyone laughed.“See you guys in the morning?” John asked.“Mr. President, I have a doctor’s appointment at 8:00 AM,” Mary said.“See you at 9:00 AM. Your finger probed and found her moist core."You're sooo wet," you say as you spread her thighs.Slipping a finger inside a moan escaped her lips."Are you going to lick my little pink pussy" she asked.You responded by kissing her inner thighs, trailing your tongue over her soft, warm skin. Her hand found your head and she ran her fingers through your hair. Lifting her legs over your head and kissed her freshly waxed cunt,some thing you wanted her to do for a long time . She was wet and the taste.