" The Satan Bug?" Uh huh. The population of Madeira was completely different then Megan. It's difficult now to remember how crowded everything was, ev...n here at Porto Santo, and it wasn't just the numbers. It was demographics. The impact of the endophage was tremendous. The A-strain of the Bug was almost universally fatal to elderly people. I remember the numbers. Before the plague at the end of February, our profile of 262,000 was 17% children, 49% working adults, and 34% retired. By the end. But when I heard them shagging deep into the night, I imagined it was me getting the best of her guy. He had the most delightful lunch box and once, when I arrived home unexpectedly, I caught Julie having a right old rummage of it as they ardently kissed.She needn’t have been embarrassed, but she did apologise. She was my sister, and I guess she had the same passionate tendencies as I did. At the time, I would have so liked to have taken her place, just to get a good feel and taste of that. With only motherly intentions she bent down and placed a gentle kiss on her daughter's lips. When the fire exploded in her breasts and pussy she slipped her tongue out and tasted her daughter's tongue. Beth opened her mouth and mom slipped her tongue inside Beth's mouth. Beth sucked on it. Instinctively mom reached out with one hand to slip her fingers inside Beth's shorts. Picking up on that Beth put her hand under her mom's skirt. Neither were wearing panties which made the pussies available. By late afternoon of the second day they had completed their circle, and were back where they had started. Waiting for darkness to settle over the valley, they hid at the edge of the forest where they could keep an eye on the first lodgehouse that Mak had visited.They watched the city, alert for any sign that the Chakcha had found them out, but saw no sign of soldiers on the move. All that they saw were a few stealthy figures creeping through the trees toward the house, but by the appointed.