What the hell was going on? As I started back towards the living room I ran into Cindy, in the hall. She looked worried and confused. She asked, "What...s the matter, Jim? Where is my mom?" I didn't have an answer for her.We returned to the living room and I looked about. There was my note from the night before, right where we had left it on the table. It didn't look as if it had been touched. There were two possibilities that I could see. One was that Mrs. Deal had left of her own choosing,. The boss was a guy of about 60 and rarely came to the store.The day I want to tell you about was much like any other but the manager was off sick and the middle aged lady assistant was on her day off leaving just Tom another lad just a little older than myself and me to run the shop. Being a Monday it was fairly quiet and no big deal.Tom had arranged to meet his girlfriend for lunch, so at 12.20 he decided to get a flyer and leave a little early. Because of staff shortage the boss had already. It took only a minute or two and I felt him slam his knot into my lips and hold still. The tension in the animal's muscles was incredible to feel. His cock swelled in my mouth and I knew he was about to cum. His cock was buried deep in my throat when the first jet of semen shot into my belly. The powerful flexing of his cock almost made me gag but I held on and managed to swallow all of that first blast. I slid my mouth back and held just the head of his hot cock in my mouth to receive the. What’s going on? What has this to do with my mother?” Alina was struggling for composure and calm, fighting not to launch into full-blown panic. The old woman turned to her then, but her eyes widened in surprise when she looked at Alina. “Forgive me,” she said as tears began to fall down her wrinkled cheeks. “Kulpa vitni est me volo, Mia Reglia!” The language Corina spoke was old, one that Alina had never heard her or anyone else speak, but she understood the words: “Forgive my fault in this,.