<strong>Name:</strong>Andrew + Richard<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>All but the Twins<br/><br/>Andrew was about to open his mouth to respond to his oldest daughter when his wife joined them in a very thin shift that left little to the imagination. He raised his brow at that and smiled, half in mind to take her back upstairs and give her a proper fucking that only a bed could afford. Sure, they had fucked in the woods quite a bit -  it was quite liberating, until the mosquitos came out - and in the cabin and the tent, but it was all subdued (for the most part) due to the lack of walls and all.<br/><br/>Of course it would be the most demanding of the loves of his life - his wife and oldest - who were the first to awake, both wanting something of him. His wife trying to seduce him with sex, his daughter with puppy eyes. He did have to admit she was rather cute and it kind of turned him on just a little bit to have her still call him daddy. She was old enough to know the sexual connotations of a girl her age calling a man his age by those words and there was a level of innocent flirting between them. She was an attractive girl afterall! Briefly, the thought of both her and his wife, both naked, bent over side by side for him to use as he pleased popped into his mind and he quickly shook it.<br/><br/>"Yes, yes, I'm going to the store! I was checking the power and its still out, so you'll have to make coffee the old fashioned way - on the gas stove. I guess we're trapped somewhere between our life in the woods and normal life back home until the power comes on. That means no hot water either, unless you heat it up on the stove first, or grab the camp shower and set that up outside." The camp shower was a black-bladder that heated up quite nicely when left out in the sun. You of course hung it high - usually from a tree - and used gravity to affect the water flow, creating an outdoor shower of a sort. It was actually quite pleasant though the water pressure was nothing like a real shower.<br/><br/>He opened the drawers of the counter nearby and found one packet of batteries. They had taken and consumed most of their batteries during their camping trip. "It might be wise to start gathering all the matches and candles you can in case the power doesn't come back on tonight." He grabbed the keys to his truck.<br/><br/>At that moment, Richard entered the kitchen. He was dressed in an athletic shirt and soccer shorts now, showing of his nice physique. It had been three months since he had kicked a ball around and he needed to get back into practice and soccer shape after their 3 months in the woods. He had certainly bulked up a little, eating high-protein foods like nuts and trail mix while doing constant physical labor with all the bushcraft he had done, especially during the solo month in thee woods he had experienced.<br/><br/>"Morning everyone." He says with a smile, his eyes lingering on his mothers ass just a bit longer than they should have as he came up behind her. "Something tells me we're not having breakfast anytime soon..." He says, noticing the oven clock was off as well. "And you might want to check outside, Dad...the grass doesn't look like its been cut in at least a month or two. Didn't you say the Jenkins were supposed to take care of that?"<br/><br/>Andrew turned to look out the window. Sure enough, the yard had grown out of control. He shook his head. Ronald Jenkins better have a good excuse for this, he thought! "Add it to my list of chores to do today." Andrew says, somewhat sarcastically. While I hit the store, why don't you all start unpacking the van and air things out?"