She wasn’t expecting anyone.Opening the door, she studied the gentleman standing before her. He was older than her, slender, mid-seventies, she thou...ht. Dressed in a gray coat with black piping around the collar and a black Trilby hat on his head, he looked like a true gentleman from an age long ago in her youth.He smiled, removing his hat, intelligent pale blue eyes alert, looking at her. With a smile, he extended his hand.“Hello, Betty. I’ve come to have a chat with you.”From years of. My roommate had told me once that Suzette could get a beer bottle in her snatch but I hadn’t believed him, that is until then. Then Suzette put one of her fingers into her asshole. Then she put in two fingers from that hand in her ass and fucked herself with them. Finally she added one finger from her other hand as well and stretched her asshole out enough for my cock. When she told me to go for it I did just that. I butt fucked Suzette with a vengeance. I guess that I was just trying to get. I wrote down my measurements and my other vitalstats and then redressed and headed off to do a little more exploring ofthis buried city.I started by heading to the shopping district to see what was there; Iwas quite surprised to find that the fashions in the boutiques were quiteup to date considering that we were there to clear out an outdatedbunker. The women's clothing were at most a year out of style and judgingfrom the styles I found, I was sure the politicians destined to live herewould be. Damn. This girl is an inquisitor reborn. Still fucking hooked. EIGHTH HOUR“I want to try something new,” she smirks leading me into her spine-tingling domain yet again. It gives me an instant hard-on and an avalanche-potent snow-ball in my chest.“Is there anything we have not tried?” I question, slightly terrified.She grins back at me. “Oh, Nate, mon Cherie, we haven’t even started.”Again, I'm cuffed, blindfolded, wondering how her memory foam has surely saved the imprint of my ass, but.