‘That girl’ just stood there, her mouth clamped tight and silent, her heart constricted as it screamed silently into her chest. ‘Turn away! Yes,...that is what she should do, she would turn away. Any second now her head would turn. Any second now. ‘This is a dream.’ she heard her own voice but couldn’t feel her lips move, swore she heard relief in the chuckle that followed. ‘Just a bad dream, pinch yourself, you’ll wake up.’ So that girl stood there in the middle of the street pinching herself,. "Hello! Who are you?" I shouted.A man, a woman and three small children appeared from around the corner of the building. "We are the Andersons. I had begun to think there was no one left but us. Who are you? Where are you from? We are so glad to see someone." I am Jim Woods and this is Wendy. We are part of an extended family that lives on a farm not far out of town. What's your story?" I'm Jim Anderson. This is my wife, Becky, and our kids, Jim, Marie, and Patty. We have lived in Chapel Hill. One guy tried to run by the other but was taken down. Before you know it, the two are French-kissing each other. The next thing you know they're back in the house with one guy on the couch, his giant cock sticking up in the air and the other guy in his knees sucking on his throbbing meat. My wife came back to the bed. In one hand was our pink jelly vibrator in the shape of a beautiful 7" cock. In the other hand was a bottle of warming lubricant. She put both down on the nightstand and lay down. I picked a booth with a glass window so I could check him out, as well as show my waiting cock and balls to him. He did not care if I had cock and balls or not. But what he did care about was gettin his cock sucked. OK.. with me.He pulled out about 4 inches of uncut very thick and ruff looking cock. One of the biggest piss holes I had ever seen. You could put your little fingerdown in that sucker. He started playing with his piss hole and his cock was getting thicker and longer.He moved.