Ioana's Appetite

Early on, before the descent, a cumshot group of scientists took refuge in bastions of technology. Armed with concealment, technological superiority, and indifference they lived and prospered in areas that once had been the very bastions of the worlds military and surveillance facilities. Buried in mountains, under forest, or deep beneath the crumbling cities, they watched the building chaos. Using surviving satellites, and armed, unmanned military drones they watched the two groups struggle to survive. These people were unaffected by the pandemic that raged in the outside world. They lived a comfortable life unconcerned with the de-evolved populace. They watched and waited for signs of the spark of humanity to return to the male population of the surface dwellers. They watched for intelligence to reemerge in either group. The men communicated in petite grunts, growls, and howls while the women spoke in a simple language, a Hardcore de-evolved version of whatever language they had known before the descent. This vigil a vain exercise in an intellectual curiosity with no plan for action should the event occur. Ten thousand years past, cities fell into dust. The overseers lived in luxury, watching the wretches in the outer world as some grand entertainment. With precise raids in the dark of night, they planted devices to observe those women in their “natural” habitat. While satellites and drones tracked the wild packs of men. With teen each generation a new clone took the place of its previous self, absorbing all the knowledge of those earlier versions of themselves. And yet, much was lost. The watchers couldn’t remember the feel of a cool breeze over their flesh. Lost in the memories of 10 millennia the pure scent of fresh rain. The feeling of sunlight on their bare skin. So many other things once taken for granted, now unable to be recalled. There was too much data to process. Immortality has a high price. They had their entertainment. They pleasured themselves with the rugged and violent lives of those they surveyed. Inside the mountain, Andrea watched the small village east of the Rockies, just past the crumbling conurbation once called the Denver Metropolitan Area. The river flowed from the mountains into the flat, featureless plain. The vegetation near the river was lush, further away grass covered the ground and nothing more, a rolling hill here, a small indentation there, only enough to break the monotony. The village was massive, the wall around it formidable. Two thousand and fifty women, tiny boys, and adolescent girls inhabited the community. Once a male child reached the age of ten they were taken away from the town and abandoned. The males couldn’t speak, couldn’t learn the language. By ten their natural aggression blowjob consumed anal them, and thus, they were outcast from the group before they reached puppetry and the need it brought took over every action. Teressa, known as Tess, and Mandy drew water from the well and took it to their respective homes. Only time will tell. Both Naomi and Doug were amazed that I had been walking all around the place stark naked; Naomi asking if I was afraid of getting blowjob arrested. She pumped her mouth on his shaft twisting her head. Cleaned the house, did the laundry, did all the shopping and cooking, bought bags of cool clothes for me to try out at home and then took back what I didn't want. By this time, many of the other guests had left. The sight and the feeling was too much for John. Right now we are focused on the injection itself. “I’m custom-made just for you, huh?” I laughed breathily, my anxiety ratcheting with my want, my heart thundering against my breastbone. Akane was widely considered a ‘fan-service’ character, recognized more for her bodacious body nearly spilling out of her skimpy outfit, than her skill as a ninja. I reached under her arms and lifted her back onto her feet. Tali’s eyes widened at this. With each traverse up and down Marce’s body, her moan’s became deeper, louder, and more frantic. “What do you think we’ve been talking about all night,” laughed Terrana. She then stroked my cock for a few moments. What should I do? “But that’s the main thing I wanted. “I had some questions, if that’s alright.” Her tongue darted through my folds. I find that notion laughable,” Nimue grinned. Nothing more is spoken between us, I’m trying to wrap my head around the fact that Guy went full on warzone with my people nobody figured out it was him. As for Eric, what mattered to him was Jonas’ academic performance (both now and in the future). Just as we were about finished I looked down to the table where the 2 couples had been and saw that 3 youths were sat there. After a couple of minutes with no one saying anything or really staring at me, I started to relax a bit; and anal even enjoy it. I proofed my story and had Marie come and read it for another proof read. I agree with you that would become a problem. He was such Hardcore a handsome man. Sean looked so much like him, but my daddy had a dignity about him. Usually I dont leave with any client, but he was different. I didn’t have to ask who she was talking about. I was nervous again but actually felt kind of excited. She let out one of her giggles, "No fair getting a head start. but he managed to use my lack of focus to force the tip of his cock between my lips. “Oh!” she exclaimed. I glazed my lips with the crystal clear fluid petite before continuing to coax my true prize from deep within him: his cum. 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