I had thought that by now we would have seen evidence of survivors coming into town or wandering through the area. Most of downtown Milton is on both ...ides of highway 90, which was the main east-west highway across northern Florida before interstate 10 went through several miles south of town. Highway 90 was still a heavily traveled and with the number and severity of the crashes on that road I could only imagine what interstate 10 looked like with cars traveling at 80 mph suddenly becoming. I did manage to grab one item: a compact of pressed power. I have afeeling that I need it.I spin to my side and pull her in for a kiss. The kiss becomes more andmore passionate, till it gets to the point where we risk ruining our newdresses with our talons, the way we're digging them into each other'sbacks. They make me feel like a lioness on the prowl for fresh meat.Which I am, metaphorically speaking. Right now, that metaphorical freshmeat is in my arms. The harder I dig my dainty and. Everything went on for the next couple months just as it always had with John splitting his time between me and Tara. We started getting together more and more than usual. It was like we couldn’t get enough of each other. It was like his dick was designed for my pussy. It fit like a charm. Even though things were going smoothly in the back of my mind I always had that feeling like when will the bottom fall out. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary today though as I left work early just so I. My pussy is still pulsing and warm from my orgasm and dripping in juice. "Now clean up my pussy, don't leave a drop. While you're at it, my ass could use a little teasing as well." As I grind my hips all over his face, I can feel his lips and tongue teasing my cunt. He licks around the entrance and plunges his tongue in while sucking on my lips. God that feels good. He's obviously done this before. I may have to audit his classes more often! Rolling my hips forward, he licks me from.