Or you don’t get called up for fighting against the Gomorrans. Round here no one gives a fuck. There’s no eugenic policy – official or otherwise...’ The woman raised her other hand, which still had a full set of fingers, and without ceremony or introduction stroked Buttercup’s breasts. ‘You’ll want some food, won’t you? Something to eat. You can’t buy it round here. You can only grow it, steal it or sell your body for it.’ ‘Can’t you buy anything at the villages?’ wondered Tracey. ‘Villages!’. It soon nestled in her sexual cleft, those knicker giving scant protection to her soft lips., she knew what to expect as he heaved with one brawny hand on the loose ropes end, holding her open with his spare hand so the hemp rope lifted her weight from her stretched and abused breasts transferring her weight and pain to her poor cunt. He tied it off, then went to the hidden shelf or table that we still had not seen. He returned with a blue handled crop, I instantly recognised it, I had brought. "Uuuuhhhnnnn," Sylvia moaned through half-parted teeth as darting hot sparks of desire seemed to ricochet up from between her legs. Almost at once her swollen little nipples started to harden in response to the maddening wet caress below. Moving her hands slowly up along her sides, the gasping woman cupped them under her quivering breasts, massaging the stiffening tips into pebble hardness as Hans began to lick in earnest at her cunt below."Oh, Christ, how did I ever last three days without. ”We stayed in that position for another twenty minutes kissing, with me rotating my hips and feeling his still-thick, soft cock, soaking in our juices. We had been gone for about an hour at that point, and I said, “This is really nice, Cody, and I enjoyed fucking you, but we’d better be getting back, just in case Luci wasn’t successful at compromising Justin. Unless he has a total meltdown and decides to leave for home, I’m going to want to fuck you a few more times this weekend.”Cody smiled.