I met her gaze and held it effortlessly. Her tanned shoulders led down to the suggestive contours of her breasts under the thin white sheet. And her w...ist plunged down before soaring with her hips half exposed, a bare leg pinning the sheets down. Just like in a James Bond movie, I thought. For a while we considered each other silently. It was different in the clear headed morning. I think we both wanted to say something, but neither knew where to start. You are so hot… I breathed. sweeping. She said that according to the local fish wrap newspaper, that you were some kind of survivalist kook, that you'd have plenty of food and provisions to spare, and probably even electricity too."I'd met Diana a bit earlier and had given her a ride in my car," Liz added, "with my husband Donald. We picked up Kelly and put her bike into the trunk and told her we'd give her a ride here. It just not safe out on the streets! Don and I had been looking for a place to buy gasoline but nothing was open. Then I took you, roughly & brutally, sliding My huge thickness into your young pussy in one fluid motion that drove your breath from your body. I held the belt around your wrists tightly as I pounded into you, teaching your that I was now your Master & Owner with each long, deep thrust that elicited a moan of distress or despair from your sweet mouth. Your young pussy clenched tightly around Me, coating My huge black shaft with liquid essence as I thrust in time & time again, minutes flying by. When do we do it?" she said, almost slurring her words."I think I'd better talk to your mom and dad," he said quietly."Why?" she asked with a wrinkled brow."It's the proper thing to do. I want them to welcome this," he said seriously."My dad is right. You really are old fashioned," she snorted in a tone which was partly disappointment and partly mocking."Your dad is always right. Remember that," he grinned back at her."OK, Mr. Smarty, when are you going to properly ask me?" she.