Maybe she could learn.There were a few tins in the cupboards – maybe not too far gone to consume. Most tinned food was irradiated, but if these had ...een down here since before the war they should be clean. More likely though, they had been scavenged by the previous tenant, so maybe not so good. There was a wooden chest under the stairwell with a scoped pipe rifle, a couple of grenades, a bag of caps and some ammo. To be honest, she'd expected a better weapons haul from someone who had clean. ”“Wait! Hold it, baby!” She breathed rhythmically into the phone and I knew she was trying to hurry and make herself catch up and cum with me.I was just on the verge of my climax now.“I’m gonna cum!” I grunted.“Okay then, darling.” she said finally, ”Cum.” “ohgod”“Cum for me!” she cried. “Cum for Momma!”“yes, ohhhh goddddd, I’m cumming!’“CUM, baby! Cummmmmm!”All of a sudden my aching dick spasmed, jerked and erupted.“Cumminggg!” I groaned. “Ohh ohhh Ohhhhhhhh!”Three or four hard spurts of jism. But there was no rain forecast, so I could leave the upstairs windows open.”“I appreciate it.”“It’s part of what you pay me for! Do you need me to do anything before you leave or while you’re gone?”“Just your usual tasks. If something comes up, Kara or Jessica will let you know.”We finished our tea, I made a fresh pot, and Kara and I went to the ‘Indian’ room to relax.“I’m glad you took the day off,” I said.“It was easy enough given I took five days last week. This just added one more. Did you. His jockey shorts were still pulled down around his hips and his cock was still erect, now resting against the tee-shirt that Janet wore to bed. ‘Ohhhh… sorry… I think my step-b*****r was jerking off,’ and reaching to feel his stiff cock, she continued, ‘yes… he was. Maybe his step-s****r can help him out!’ She pulled down the covers. Justin lay on his back, his cute round ass pressed against the sheets, his stiff cock was protruding from a sparse patch of golden pubic hair. Janet pulled off.