Neither spoke other than for him to remind her not to forget her tea. She managed an apologetic half smile. He appreciated her reluctance to talk and ...ealised that all she wanted was sympathetic comfort. She had done well to control her fear and anxiety after her landlord's visit the previous evening. The shock and violence of the attempted rape this morning must have been overwhelming mentally and emotionally as well as physically."How about bed now?" he eventually asked gently.She shook her. I couldn't help but to lay back on the couch and moan. I had my head on the arm rest and my legs were up in the air with her face buried in my ass. I felt amazing. I reached down and held her head as she stroked my cock and tongue lashed my tight hole. Her head come up and she spit on my hole and she rubbed into me. First one finger, then two and then three fingers buried deep into my ass. I was moaning like crazy and was ready for what was coming next. I felt her stand up and place her knee. "Hi Amber. I've missed yousoooooo much...where have you been all this time," Sara asks me. "I loveyour outfit by the way."I realize my life could literally be on the line. I won't ask forhelp...yet. Instead I smile "It's sooo good to see you! I had a horribleaccident, I thought you read about it? I've been out for like ever. Thisis the first day I felt decent and I wanted to contact you and sey hey.Thanks for the compliment, and your hair is so cute too! So, what's new?"My eyes flicked over to. Here I am. A man of 53 years. Brought to tears by a simple song.There were many tears in our lives that year.Sure, I can write about the neighborhood. The boys and girls running around and playing until dark was coming. Carefree and no worries about strangers lurking in the shadows. They were there. They just hadn't visited our lives yet.No, I will write about the night my mom was done. She packed all of us kids up. Put us into the car. We were leaving. The sins of the father had pushed her to.