Pass her a towel

Wiping yourself down first you pass the towel to Rebecca and begin getting dressed.

Unable to take your eyes of the woman you watch as she delicately wipes your combined love juices from between her legs. Her meaty pussy is red and obviously sensitive to the touch, made apparent by Rebecca’s sharp intake of breath making her huge breasts wobble. Finished cleaning herself she rolls off the bed and begins donning her clothes. Eyes transfixed on her swinging breasts your cock twitches to life once again.

“So, what will you do now Caleb?” Rebecca asks while pulling her turtle-neck dresser over her head.

“I'm not sure,” you reply, “you’re the first sign of life I've come across in four days of searching.”

Now fully dressed Rebecca saunters over to you, swaying her wide hips sexily. Running her hand up your thigh she grabs your cock and balls through your jeans, roughly groping you. Rebecca is a head shorter than you, but she has a way of making you feel a lot smaller.

“You could always stay with us,” she says in a mockingly coy tone, “you can protect little old me and my innocent daughter in this harsh new world.”