She subtly walked me back towards her kitchen table. I didn’t notice this until my butt hit it. Smiling, she pushed me backwards onto it. ‘I want...your dick now. I want to see it.’ She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. Then she slid them off me so I was left in nothing but boxers. ‘Yes. You’re so hot Nate,’ she said. I smiled and ran my hands up her outer thighs then squeezed her perfect round ass. She grabbed the hem of my boxers and pulled them down quickly. My dick popped free and. It was to be replaced by the man’s fingers, one of which was moving which I took as a signal for me to put my cock through the hole. I pulled my trousers down and presented my cock through the hole. It was soon being stroked to full hardness and then the stroking stopped. A new sensation took over as my cock was now licked and sucked on. I could only take a few minutes before I knew I would soon cum so I withdrew my cock and sat down. Again his cock appeared and this time I reciprocated by. “He ... he should have saved you! But not me! I’m not worth it, and he got hurt because of me!” she bawled.I was flabbergasted by CC’s response. I never would have thought that she would blame herself for my being attacked. It came right out of left field. She raised her head for a second from my chest and ran her hand gently over my stitches. Her red, watery eyes met mine briefly before she collapsed back onto me, bawling even harder.“Hey, CC, please stop. Butterfly, it’s not your fault. I. She’d laid out the best china and the silver cutlery and after she’d fussed around serving the tea and cake, she settled herself beside me on the flower covered settee.“Well, this is nice,” she said.“Yes,” I agreed, peering through the net curtains onto the street directly outside her window.“Are you enjoying the cake?”“It’s delicious. Thank you.” I picked a crumb from the corner of my mouth. “Did you make it?”“Yes. I take pleasure from baking, even though my hands struggle with the mixing..