The slave turned her weeping eyes up to him while pumping her fist over the head of his cock and Magda spread his buttocks to force the tip of her ton...ue inside him, sucking and licking. Soon his face contorted and his shoulders began to quiver. He seized Magda’s hair and dragged her to kneel before him, next to her slave.“Onto your mistress’s face!” he groaned. The slave frigged harder and Magda leant in eagerly as he spent copiously over her cheeks and into her mouth. He shuddered and grunted. I wasn't equipped to be a survivor. As seemingly perfect as things were before, I'd already had inklings that I didn't know how to live, and so didn't know how to be a father - and, for that matter, a husband. My job, upon which I relied for validation, was dead-end, albeit wellpaying. Now, my parents gone, my wife gone, my children gone; what, really, was left?I applied for a leave-of-absence from my job. I set up an automated pay plan to have yard work done, so that the neighbours couldn't. She just had the wind knocked out of her, and she got a pretty good bump on the head when she fell. Are…are Luke and Rod all right?’ ‘They’re both hurt,’ Alex said. He was glad to learn that nobody had been killed, or even seriously injured. ‘But they’ll be OK. Lise, you and I need to talk.’ ‘I…I know,’ she said. ‘Tim,’ Alex said, ‘why don’t you interview Luke? I’ll talk with Lise. And make sure there’s somebody with Billingham. We don’t want him doing anything stupid, not after all this.’ ‘OK,. ” I directed. As she did, she felt me slide a finger inside her tight pussy. Without thinking, she rolled her hips to the side and tightly closed her legs. As she did so, I immediately closed my fingers on her nipple. Jenny realized she was going to have to endure my violation of her. Unwillingly, she opened her legs and allowed me to continue my violation of her tight pussy.Jenny did her best to lie still as I finger-fucked her with one, then two fingers. After 10 or 15 strokes, I would.