I felt her breath on my vulva and I opened my legs a little, feeling her twist towards me as she straddled my body. I opened my eyes to drink in her b...auty. Her pussy shone with juices leaking from the folds of her beautiful place and I surveyed her anus. A truly erotic sight. She moved back a little more and I stretched out my tongue to taste her honey. She shuddered as I deftly flicked her hole, pushing her up a little so I could enjoy her puckered anus. A primeval sound, a low growl, escaped. "What's wrong with that?" I asked."I haven't any hope."Realising that she was going to start crying again, I pulled away and said, "You're a pretty girl. There's always hope."I went for my shower and called out to see if she was ready (i.e. decent).She said yes and so I walked into the main room of the house to be greeted by lying on the bed in a black lacy body. "If I'm very good, can I stay here?" she asked. She patted the bed beside her.I groaned. "You don't have to do that," I said. "You. Don't be silly, your just a boy... You don't know what...", she started to say.Chris pushed his chair away. It fell to the ground. He turned to Jelmer and kissed his lover. He then pushed himself past his mother and her brother, his wife and her homophobic son. Dragging Jelmer along behind him. He told Jelmer to take him to his farmhouse. Chris wanted nothing more to do with them. He wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. Jelmer took Chris back to the bunker to pack his clothes. And they left in. “That would be nice, um, Tom, you said your name is? Let me just run inside and change." “And hide that great figure? I really wish you wouldn’t. Why not come over just like that?” This was getting interesting, and I don’t know whether he noticed my cock beginning to harden again. “OK, Tom. Just let me duck in to grab my bag and heels. You go ahead and I’ll be over in a bit.” He headed back and I headed into the house. I headed for my makeup table in my bedroom, after grabbing my little drug.