" umm come it" morning" he said smiling." i have a few questions before it's a good morning" ok go for it" one....why didn't you tie my mouth shut?...two....how old are you?...and what is your name?" as i asked the questions he smiled like he was expecting something more. funny because i was expecting more too." ok...i didn't tie your mouth because i like how you scream....second....I'm 32....and my name is Chris" your 32? oh god i like older men but my mom would kill me" don't worry about. The first moment that I knew I was out of the cold water and knife-like wind was a hazy and sickening encounter. It was also the first, and only time, I saw my rescuer. Perhaps it was the warm fire, or snugly blankets that encased my body, the smell of thick stew cooking over the open fire, or the large flea ridden dog laying next to my head sleeping. I have no recollection why, yet I opened my eyes and saw a small warm room and the back of my matron. She was bent over the table, cutting. They had planned to sell it, but it seems it will be needed now.She ran upstairs and pulled out all the suitcases in the house and began to load. After a few moments she realized that the one she had loaded was no longer on the neatly-made bed. It seemed all her packed items were unpacked and the suitcase returned to the closet. That realization only fed her frenzy and she moved more stealthily. She was finishing up the last suitcase when she turned to see David in the doorway, watching. He tasted sweet and I traced circles around his cock’s head with my mouth and tongue before wrapping my lips around him and sliding them down his hard shaft. I could hear his wife’s moans as she rode me and he pulled his dick from my lips and turned around, then leaned over and stuck his ass in my face. I knew exactly what he wanted.I reached out and held his hips. Bending him over, I pushed my face between his ass cheeks and tongued and ate his sweet little hole. I squeezed and caressed his.