I can hear my name being anxiously called in the background..“Aeris! Come on!”I jolt awake to find the beautiful and charming Chamon Lurning looki...g down at me with bright green eyes. He puffs out a sigh of relief. “You were squirming and whimpering in your sleep, the nightmare again?” I simply nod as he hands over a wet cloth so I can remove the sweat from my forehead. Chamon gingerly moves my blonde bangs from out of my face and kisses my nose. “Its okay, its only a dream now. You have us as. If only for an instant. I felt wonderfully used.Like pressing your thumb into a lump of clay, there was now a permenant imprint. My throat seemed like it would always remember and feel empty without a cock to fill it. I craved that feeling again. With tears streaming down my face, I continued to suck him, trying to coax his cum out, trying to coax him back down my throat. The feeling of my warm, wet mouth, the excitement of the moment, he quickly neared orgasm. I felt his hand on the back of my. I went cold, after all these years, all the hurt and pain, my job loss and divorce, I was right all along, he was filming us, I knew it deep in my gut, and now I know, the low-life put it on the net, for nothing more than to discredit me further.I was a privately educated girl, living a sheltered life, still a virgin on the day of my marriage to an older man, naive and some would say submissive, I went to work for my husband at his small business, and his subordinate manager,a good looking guy,. Straplez buluzumu ve eteğimi çıkardım. Sutyen takıp o her zaman evde giydiğim uzun basmalı elbisemi üstüme geçirdim. Çorap ve terlikleri çıkartmadım. Hemen yemek yapmaya koyuldum. Oğlum eve geldiğinde herşey hazır olmalıydı.Birkaç saat sonra anahtar sesi geldi. “Meraba anne ben geldim” diye mutfağa daldı. “Merhaba bitanem nasılsın?” dedim. Ama ondan ses gelmedi. Kafamı çevirdim. Topuklu ayakkabılarıma ve ayaklarıma bakıyordu…“Anne çorabın kaçmış” dedi. Ayağımı havaya kaldırdım. Çorap topuktan.