”“If you love it so much, why don’t you kiss it?” he asked with a smile.She turned sideways and lowered her face to his stomach, looking at hi... glistening, cum-smeared prick. She flickered out her tongue, pressing the tip of it against a small drop of sperm that clung against the slit of his cockhead.“If you like the taste of it, I’ll let you suck a lot of it,” he whispered.“Ummmmmm!” Tammy gave as an answer, taking the wad of cum into her mouth, enjoying the creamy texture as it slipped over. Gary and Ruth Kingsly had been out of state trying to get their children to return to the farm until the danger passed, when the disaster hit. That had been months ago. He had lost track of time.The month of rains had ruined the current crops in the fields, and he was worried about feeding the remaining animals. He had refilled the huge gas bottle/tank on the farm just a couple weeks ago, and the generator was working nicely.He had gas, electric, and all the modern comforts at his disposal. He. As we waited to be seated, I put my hand round her waist, which she seemed to enjoy. As we walked to our table, I managed to take in this gorgeous woman who I was about to have an affair with. The dress was multi-coloured, with random splashes of red, blue, black, yellow and white. It was V necked which meant she showed off her cleavage, no high necked blouse this time. The dress was at least 6 inches above the knee showing off her tanned legs and shapely calfs. Her shoes were red; I wondered. Apparently her and Madge had a few outings as she put it in the past, no details but if it’s the Madge of old then if the mum in law played along I suspect those legs of hers were spread a few times, youngest still drinking my good wine, but realises I’m not going to open another and bids us good night. A couple of brandies later the mum in law said good night and left the wife and I to clear up. Walking past the rooms back to ours, we hear the usual snoring and heavy breathing, surprisingly.