Its relation with its immediate neighbours, the Republic of Wales and the United Kingdom of Scotland and Northern Ireland, could now be best described...as frosty. It was currently in the humiliating process of petitioning to rejoin the Northern European Union it had left with so much bravado. But despite all that, the quality of life in the kingdom was still immeasurably better than it was in most of Africa. There was no famine. There was no armed militia roaming the streets. There was a working. My boobs jiggled up and down.“Ahhh, yes,” I moaned.“Ahhh, ahhh maa,” moaned Kiara.“You sluts haven’t changed a bit,” Adrian remarked.“Oh yes… oh yes,” we all moaned. “Fuck me.”Our collective moans excited the boys even further. They made us bounce even faster. After a few minutes, James made me change position. I was now down on my all fours, and he came up behind me. He pushed his cock in and began pounding my cunt hard and fast.“Oh, James.”“You enjoying it, love?”“Yes… yes.”“You are such a. .in and out..in and out..in and out...in...in...in...getting deeper each time. It was so big, it hit all my nerve endings and my p-spot giving me the coveted ass orgasm....while my dick got turned on and big, too....cum dripping from it..."Ho...ho....ho..." Santa moaned in pure ecstasy as my sphincter and buttcheeks squeezed his cock. His man meat swelled, throbbed....then....BOOM! Like a volcano or bazooka it exploded and shot four squirts of his semen, his sperm, his DNA into my anal cavity.. I put my lunch dishes in the dishwasher after rinsing them and walked out. In the distance, I heard a gunshot! I went back inside, found my holster and put my pistol in it on my belt along two clips. As I walked out of the house armed, I realized that the gunshot resolved any question about other survivors!I went back outside, climbed in the truck and left for the local grocery store. I arrived at the strip center where the store was located and saw no cars or people. I parked the truck close.