“I think he’s had enough for now. It’s getting late and we should leave.” I thought I was going to be set free when I heard that.“Okay, but ...et’s get him up to his room,” Jan told Sandy.They helped me walk up the stairs and into bed. My cuffs were removed and they tied me spread eagled to the corners of my bed. A few more pictures were taken and finally the blindfold was removed.“Why did you tie him to the bed?” Sandy asked.“Don’t be silly, Sandy. We’ll come back in the morning for some more. . I kiss you and then my friend, tasting myself on both of your mouths. I squat down in front of you, slowly unzipping your pants. Your cock is so hard now I am surprised that your were able to contain it. She squats down with me, we are both eager to have you in our mouths. My hand is wrapped tightly around your shaft. I lick the head, tasting your pre cum. mmmmmmm. I let her taste you next. She licks the shaft while I suck on the head. My lips move over your head, over and over again as you. Whitmire recovers fairly quickly, standing up and grabbing a leg of the wooden desk. He turns, expecting to see Doug across the space, but is surprised when the man comes down from the air, landing a fist into his face. Doug then grabs Whitmire as the man stumbles from the unexpected blow. He pulls Whitmire in close and then head-butts him. Blood spurts from Whitmire’s now broken nose. Doug lets go of him, letting him drop to the floor. “You are right: it is hard to kill me. Now like I said,. It was the first time that he had been away for so long, it was so odd not knowing what had been happening within the tightly knit community since his departure.The village was quiet, the small huts spread out at random between the fields as they made use of what space was available, dirt paths worn away through years of use linking them together. At the top of it all, perched on the highest terrace, was his family’s house. It was grandiose compared to the rest, even though the building.