Your actions have sullied the likeness, but it cannot efface His image. You are good through and through. But you need to stop doing these terrible th...ngs.”“But how, Father? How can the Hospice be stopped?”“The Hospice stopped? It cannot be. I know that place, and I know the woman who runs it. None of this is new. The government turns a blind eye – because it is convenient. So it is pointless going to any authorities for help.”“So what do I do? How can I escape? Because if I can’t, I…”“I can. I swear.”If the figure could hear her, it didn’t let it show. It stepped back a second and pulled something out of a bag attached to its hip before coming forward once more and placing a hand against the window. As Joyce cried in fear and begged to be let go, the figure placed their object on the ground outside the door. Joyce pushed her face close to the window to try and get a glimpse at what it was. The object was small and cylindrical with a tab on its top that reminded her of the pin of a. Hubby provided a very good bottle of French red wine and we got to talk about each other. Helen held a job closely aligned to mine (connected with the law) and had spent that day working at the local Magistrates' Court. Husband had obviously dabbled in many careers, including model agencies though I was told, they met long after that finished and Helen had not done any modelling until a few years ago. In front of me was one of the most respectable, georgeous, mature woman I had ever met and she. Without answering verbally, I gently nodded my head up and down, and it seemed to be an appropriate response. ‘Mmm, good…’ His hips continued to press forward, and he inched his way into my mouth. My jaw had to open wider than expected, and my lips stretched around his girth. ‘You’re going to take it all.’ he told me. And before I knew it, I could feel his thickness at the back of my throat. With short, quick strides, he began to fuck my mouth. My lips suctioned around him, but every now and.