Jake savors the warm, wet sensation of her soft lips against his tongue when he heard her speak.  He stopped moving for a second as he tried to think of a reply.  It was a little deep for his normal pillow talk and he wanted to choose his words very carefully so as not to ruin what was looking to be the best evening he'd had in months.<br/><br/>"You're not going to die," Jake replied in a deep voice as he lifted his head up from Dinah's delicate folds.  "If we're smart, and careful there is no reason why we can't make it through this in one piece."  He paused again to contemplate his next step.  "We have a well secured shelter, with plenty of materials to build almost anything we could need.  There's enough canned food and Twinkies in that WalMart across the road to keep us going for months, if not years.  By then, we'll work something more permanent out.  Plus we have each other to depend on."<br/><br/>Jake gently lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her lips and let his tongue dart between to flick once against her clit, before lifting his lips up to speak, "It may be dangerous out there, but we have to keep living our lives and taking what joy we can in here."  He smiled and lowered his head again into her warm, lush pussy.  He pushes his lips between hers and uses the tip of his tongue to lightly trace up and down her delicate inner folds.  His strong arms wrap around her legs as he pulls her towards him; hoping his ministrations are enough to distract her from the hell that lies outside the walls.