I mean, you know Sid is on the road a lot, and when he’s home we…we don’t get along the way we used to…’ ‘You don’t have to…to explain...anything,’ Bobby said. ‘I…it’s none of my business. I…I shouldn’t have come in without knocking.’ He knew her husband had a drinking problem in addition to being on the road a lot. He’d heard his parents talking about that. Helen put a hand on his arm. ‘It…it’s important to me that you understand. I…I don’t want you to think badly of me…’ she said softly. ‘I…I. The man dropped his tracky bottoms and moved closer, his hand slipping round behind me and feeling up my bare bum cheeks and pulling me closer to him for more of his tongue. We stood there snogging in the wood, the rain coming down on us, his hand back on my stiff cock, wanking me more purposefully now as he groped my bum. I could feel my cock throbbing in his hand and the start of an orgasm building in the base of my cock, Moaning and panting, I told him he was going to make me cum. His hand. We planned for sex that night after a brief trek to nearby waterfalls and places. He took advantage of that lonely area and pissed in my mouth and forced to me to eat and cleaned his smegma, I felt vomit but after I enjoyed his smegma taste. We were mesmerized by the scenic beauty of the place and trek through hilly places made us tired, we returned to our base at 7:30 night. We had our dinner prepared by the home stay. We had no energy left for sex again that night and we slept. I was so tired. They'd done it several times before and had never had a problem. She told me that she was going down on her boyfriend when she heard a male voice ask what was going on. Her boyfriend jumped up and ran out of the boiler room and left her sitting there. The old black janitor came up to her and told her to come with him that she was in big trouble for this. She followed him back to a little room that had a desk and some cleaning supplies and he told her to sit down at the desk while he called the.