“Having second thoughts?” I asked him as he continued to stare at my honey pot. Whatever thoughts he was having they sure as fuck weren’t second...ones. More like imagining how good it was going to feel to shove his dick up a real live pussy for a change.Watching him, I could see whatever moral reluctance ebbing away with each passing second. Yesterday had just been a little teaser. A masturbatory first step into the unknown for both of us. Today was the moment of truth because outrageous. Plates, silverware, and a tall glass of orange juice all stood on the counter by the stove. I walked into the kitchen, my mouth watering, and looked around for Mom and Alyssa.They were both, once again, seated in the breakfast nook with cups of coffee. I didn’t know what they were talking about, but they both went silent and stared at me like kids caught with their hands in the cookie jar.I smiled at their awkwardness and then focused on Alyssa. “The bathroom upstairs is free now.”Her face was. ’ ‘Go away,’ Kent said to Donny. ‘Denied again!’ Donny yelled as he blinked out of existence. Kent liked the idea of looking up Meka Okuda. He got up and headed in the direction of the art department. On the way, he saw the dark skin Hawaiian-Asian girl in her underwear talking to a friend. The friend had a pleasing slim figure, dressed in jeans and a nice blouse, her features hinting at an exotic Asian mix. The woman look familiar. As he walked passed them, he gave the new woman a good long. At least we could cook something with the gas hob so that day we went and a few supply’s, nothing was said about what happened and it was as if nothing had happened, but crossing that floating bridge in that weather was really something! That day we spent wandering around taking in all the place had to offer which wasn’t much actually but the scenery was stunning, I got some steaks to cook on barbeque later that night with some wine.Later on with still no power we went to bed, I thought since I.