" Mum's dead?" Tear flowed down Carol's cheeks."Yes, she was so worried about you. You stopped writing to her." I know. I should have written but the ...ircumstances we were in didn't allow me to." We?"Carol pulled the reluctant Ian to her. "My fianee' Ian Frost." Happy to meet you, my lady," Ian bowed his head."Oh, so young, such a handsome boy!" Mrs. Piper exclaimed."What about my Mum?" Carol asked."Would you like to come in for a cup of tea? I can tell you all about it where it's warm." Yes,. My left hand gently brushes and tweaks your nipples, occasionally pinching them just enough to cause slight pain, as my right hand fingernails lightly drag up and down your now rock hard dick, every so often circling just your cock head with alternating firm and soft pressure. Breathing heavily, you lean forward, placing your hands on the bed, my hands never straying from their missions. “Baby, I need to lie down, my knees are too weak for this kind of sweet torture,” you say huskily, and my. Nathan realized he had to say something at this point. "Well, I guess I oughta ask ya ta keep that a secret since it'll upset our mother, Allison, no end if she finds out ya know that. I donno why ever'body is so surprised 'bout that. There was just the two of us, an' it looked like we'd never be rescued." Hey, don't worry about us," Jane anxiously assured Nathan. "Your situation is perfectly understandable, and we can keep a secret. We have a few of our own." She was still thinking that it was. I went downstairs and grabbed my mobile and the leaflet he’d given me then turned the key in my front door. When I got back into bed I copied the mobile number on the leaflet onto my ‘phone and composed a text saying, "IN BED. DOOR UNLOCKED. F11KME XXX." I lay there for several minutes deciding whether or not to send it but I eventually did and then it occurred to me that it might not be his number or it could be switched off or he might not even want to be with me. Anyway I turned off the.