"This is why we had to change the sheets in the first place." And she kissed me.Her smile broadened. "Housework. We spent yesterday playing with our f...iends. We need to get some things done. So we can go play again today."We split the chores, making short work of spiffing up a house that the two of us kept quite neat on the worst of days. That was the way we'd always done it, from the first days when we were just a couple of people isolated in the footprint of hurricane devastation. Now it was. I climbed onto the lowest bed, which had previously been occupied by a man called Johann Schenck. He was in the shower room with me, I assumed him to be dead. I cried for the first time since I had been taken to the Camp. I cried not only for the pain I was in, but for the pain I knew my wife, my daughters, and my son had to be in. I also cried for the loss of them. I knew I would never see them again. When I regained some composure, and my body stopped shaking with sobs, I said a prayer for. He concentrated on making her squeal, groan and cry out like that for as long as possible, knowing she was at the apex of joy as her pussy muscles squeezed and nipped at his prod. Though she sounded like she was dying, he knew she was just having a very good time. And that made him feel inordinately proud.Some instinct told him when to pause, and let her catch a few breaths. He stopped deep inside her and just enjoyed the feel of her pussy milking him for his nectar. When the urge to spurt in. She took my throbbing hard cock into her mouth and as she started sucking it I said "yes Cassi babe suck it hard." And she paused fir a moment and then started deepthroating me. She sucked my cock for a minute and then stopped and said "lay down on you back babe." I did as she said and she then went and picked up the condom. She opened it and put it on my hard cock and then climbed over me mounting my cock. She road me hard and rough back and forth as she sat upright. I placed my thumb on her.