" She was shaking her head no, but she was also pushing back against his thrusts with vigor. "I'd even go so far as to say you would let him cum insid... your sopping wet pussy." Yes! I would. Is that what you want to hear? That I would let my own son fuck me? That I sometimes masturbate to thoughts of him between my legs? That I wonder what the feel of his cum running down my throat would taste like? Or how warm his cum would feel as it ran down my legs?" Marion immediately went into the throes. When Sheila realised this, she continued running in a kind of ecstasy of release. She kept running and running until she'd covered well over two hundred metres from where she'd previously been stopped and nothing hindered her in any way.She was free!She stopped running and stood upright at a point well outside the villa's grounds. She was panting heavily not so much from exhaustion, as she'd always been very fit, but from disbelief that after so long in captivity she'd managed to escape so. "Ally said that he was always nice to her. He'd clean her windshield or offer to check the oil even through it's a self service station." I hesitated for several seconds. Then I muttered more to myself than out loud, "I should have handled it." Handled what?" Thomas asked."Ally said that this Bill was getting a little too friendly and she was going to have a word with the owner. She specifically told me that she would handle it. When I tried to argue, she said the last thing she needed was to. We both thought that this would be the end, but we promised to stay in touch via email. We emailed about once a week after I left and it soon became very apparent that her partner was being a dick head and was clearly having an affair. I returned to England to visit family a few months after I had moved overseas and we agreed to meet. We met at a lunchtime at her place and she was soon leading me into the spare room. I told her that I had bought along my new digital camera and she allowed me to.