" Except, underneath it all, he was "still" my Dad, wasn't he?He was still the same person I remember fighting with mom, screaming atthe top of his lu...gs, banging doors, threatening to leave. He might beacting all peaches and cookies and light right now, but I remember himranting and raving, holing himself up for hours in the room downstairsdoing god-only-knows-what in there on the computer. That's what mom usedto call it: "god-only-knows-what." Whatever it was, she didn't make itsound good.He. " Talk to me, Scott," he says as his typing speeds up."The injectors are acting up. It's getting harder to keep them in thegreen. How close are you to finishing?" Almost there. Just need a little time to do some quality control. Sashi,are you seeing any indication of this?" A few ripples in the field," she answers in her musical East Indianaccent, "but it is stable so far. Density is 88%." Good. With a little luck, we can..." He's interrupted by a buzzing andthen a flash from the main. Then she bent lower and he lapped at her pussy again, from behind, his tongue sliding up from her cunt and into her ass crack.May worked her hips and ass against his long tongue. Cunt juice was pouring down her legs now and the horny horse began to lap the delicious pussy juice up with his hot red tongue. May gasped as that long lapper grazed in her hairy feedbag, slurping up the insides of her thighs and then slapping into her cunt. Her pussy lips were wide open now and the horse's tongue was. Right now, that’s not too bad because they do their own scavenging. In the future when scavenging gets tougher, there will be a problem. They haven’t contributed or helped but may expect us to feed them. I’m not sure Ted or I will be willing to do that. They don’t seem to want to be part of the community. If you are going by yourself, be careful. They are different and seem to have low morals.”Mary said, “I think they are drinking too much and are trying to forget what had happened to them..