“He’s sleeping ... right down the hall. He ... should ... know ... what ... happens ... under ... his ... roof.” Sam punctuated each word with a...mighty thrust.“He shouldn’t have left us with you.” Joyce looked up at her children. The moonlight caught the glint of Sam’s white teeth as he smiled down at her. “He should have protected us.” The smell of Sam’s sperm pervaded everything. It was the smell of the jungle primeval. Joyce’s nostrils flared. The odor communicated one of the most basic. The one thing that the calls from Johnnie showed Sue was that the hurt that led to the funk and all of her self proclaimed ‘failures’ was so inward and personal that even her Johnnie’s calls weren’t lifting her from the depths to which she allowed herself to sink. It was a grim world for her but one that she recognized, had in a large part created, was familiar with, was comfortable with, and, as the days went on, one that she reveled in. It was a solitary world, no one was trying to break in,. “Oh good! You are ready before my guests have arrived.” He dismissed the servant girls, then led Janie out intothe garden. It was beautiful, and so large. The freshdelicate scents of flowers wafted to her nose on thebreeze. Most of the Garden looked like a large forest,with a tangle of trees and bushes. There was also anexquisitely sculpted swimming pool, shaped like a swan.The pool was lit, casting an eerie blue light acrossthe rows of exotic flowers and plants surrounding. His cock sprang to attention as soon as his trunks passed his waist. When he felt the cold air he hissed; he moaned when I licked around his engorged head. My hands playing over his chest, I used one hand to hold on to his shaft as I teased his head with my tongue.“Don't tease me, Kara!” he growled.I just kept on licking only the head, sucking it into my mouth and popping it out, not taking anything else in. I could feel him tensing as his fists grabbed my hair, tugging as he pushed his cock.