Was that nice?" she cooed, as she holds him in her arms. She seems even larger than before, he thinks. "Now, little one, I don't want you to fall to s...eep...I have a surprise for you."She lowers him onto the bed, tiny feet near the mattress' edge, and kneels on the floor aside him. Looking down at him, and he up at her, she inhales a deep breath and draws back her shoulders, showing him her big, lovely breasts. She smiles thinly and, tossing her hair over her shoulder, descends down on him. He. They were there resting at the moment when civilization had ended.Jan could still remember the small cabin the three of them had rented. They had driven down early on the Saturday morning before the collapse. That first day had been normal. The ground rules for the weekend were that there was to be no discussion of school or men. Each of them had brought their favorite books, music, swimsuits, hiking boots, spare clothes and not much else. They planned to laze about in the warm Florida fall. He was under there for a while and when he came out, he was holding Ana’s G-string in his mouth. Now with every twirl, her skirt would rise, giving the audience a good view of her shaved pussy and tight little asshole. Soon the skirt was off too, and my wife was left wearing only shoes and thigh white highs. The music slowed, so did her dancing. She dropped to the floor and took turns spreading her legs in front of each guy in the front row.As she came to the last guy, she hopped off the stage,. It wasn’t the fake hurt of someone trying to manipulate you. It felt like I had let them down, and they were shocked.“Well, that is your decision, and you can write a check for 3,500 dollars, and I’ll cash it whenever you say it is good. I know you are good people and you are good for it. I don’t want anything extra,” Betty accepted our decision.“That is very much appreciated,” Stefan said. “I think my wife may have led you on a bit and I apologize for that. She hasn’t been herself lately. I.