He sucked my cock for a while and then bid me to suck his after a while he turned me onto my stomach, lubricated by ass and began the slow penetration...of his massive tool inside me and before I knew it, I had his while 11 inches deep inside me. His rhythm was slow and gentle and then he worked up to a speed of a steam engine in full power mode. He rode me so fast, furious, and hard that with each stroke he massaged my prostrate and I shot my load.We have met several times; he moves around a lot. .." I know. Dearest Matthew, I know..." ... And the last penny?" ... is me as a small child, ringing a school bell with my arm, and calling out: Where are you!?"Matt glanced at the cavernous ceiling over 40 feet above his head. Suddenly he felt a little embarrassed for focusing on sexuality when so much of their situation was still unknown. "You've quite right, we should be paying attention to where we are..." Yes... Don't be embarrassed, Matt. I'm the one who started this. And this is the. I mean look at me.”“Glen, you are the only one around that can take care of them. You’re here twenty-four hours a day. Hell, you’re the only one that I know that doesn’t have a real life to live.” It wasn’t a nice assessment of Glen’s life, but it was accurate. He added, “Living here, they won’t have to deal with other people until they are ready for them.”Glen thought about it. He stated, “Don’t expect me to coddle them. I’m not a wet nurse.”“I don’t expect you to coddle them.” The Sheriff. The charcoal black eyes of her predator moved up and down her body to drink in the blood soaked clothing and smooth, long legs that had been adorned with 5 inch hooker heels, and of course, the porcelain-like flesh of her exposed skin. Such beautiful skin, his light voice commented as her fingers fell down across her neck to her side and past her bleeding gut to her hip. He delighted in seeing his treat quivering with fear, the tears fighting behind her eyes, and let a low laugh reverberate.