When the others asked what it was he explained."It's an antique butter churn. It was my grandmother's, and I guess it still works." He gave the handle...a spin, showing that the paddles still turned inside the jar."We'll have to keep our eyes open for things of this type as we head west," Junior said. "Those of you staying here might check some of the farms where you know the families are all gone and see what you can scavenge." We had some old things that Mom had put up on shelves in the. Chances were that this creature was another poor victim of Doctor Fate’s corrupted golden man virus, damaged and tainted just like Drake had been, but perhaps to a slightly lessor extent. This creature possessed little, if any, remaining human or alien intellect and it just a creature of elemental passions, like the monstrous urge to crush, crumble and chomp everyone and everything around it! Probably, this had been one of the transformed victims that Drake had rescued from the research. We didn’t want to spook her or let her think there was anything unusual going on.It was a treat, I admit, to see the local vicar, as straight-laced as anyone, bury his face between the contessa’s thighs to her evident and vocal delight. Her cries were interrupted when Samuel mounted a vigorous assault on her mouth with his cock. Samuel may have quieted her but he didn’t slow her down.“Contessa?”I shook her shoulder a little. The vicar was apparently dozing, still between her thighs, and she’d. I still had my uniform on. We touched each other’s cheeks with both hands, closed our eyes and began kissing. Really passionately. And I really enjoyed it. We bean caressing each other’s soft hair and bodies, rubbing our hands under each other’s T-Shirts to feel out silky as velvet backs and bellies. Then I put my hands on his perfect bum. Although his cock was still poking out the front his jeans were still up around him, and they looked so good on him. Mind you, just as good off of him! He.