24 going on 44; he seemed too wise for his age. I liked that, it made me feel like I was in safe hands. Glancing at his shelves, my eyes sto...ped on an old, carved wooden figurine of the most beautiful woman. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and her hands were resting on her mound, as if she was trying to hide her latent sexual desires. This reminded me of my former self and to my pleasant surprise, I felt myself getting turned on by my previous hidden desires. I glanced nervously. She had contacted her mother and told her that it had been her choice to leave with the biker. Eddie was his name. She said that she didn't want any contact with her mother or any family. Her exact words were, "Don't try to find me."I guess I should say almost ex-wife because I'm divorcing her ass for her part in my near death beating and her desertion of the marriage.It had taken me the ten months since that awful day to heal my physical injuries to the point where I could take care of. He stopped right in front of me and I heard his zipper go down. I then heard his belt un buckle and a fumbling with his pants.. the next sound I heard was his pants hitting the floor around his ankles. I started to open my mouth when I felt a hand on the back of my head pushing it forward and the head of his soft cock entering my mouth. I started sucking on the head while slowly moving down the shaft and taking all of his soft cock in my mouth.. after a few seconds, I felt it starting to grow. By the time dinner was ready, Casey had passed out cold in her tent. She didn’t stir until she heard the sound of a fire crackling and smelled the coffee brewing. She had slept through the night including dinner. As she pulled back her sleeping bag, she felt the bitter cold. She was impressed by her old cheap sleeping bag thinking it had done well to keep her warm. As she lifted her head she realized that someone had covered her in a couple wool blankets. Casey emerged from her tent to the.