Except for a few shudders that left me, I was mostly silent, part of me remembering I had a visitor. About a minute later, I composed myself and got u... to see who was at the door. “What the hell took you so long? I thought you had a boy in here.” Carly said as she entered my room as soon as I opened the door. She stopped almost dead in her tracks, took one big long whiff at the air in the room, and smiled coyly. “Aha! Having some alone time, are we?” She turned to look at me. I remembered I was. She sat beside me then lowered her open mouth on to my flagpole. Fuck this woman was talented. My eyes rolled back in my head as she pleasured my cock. Her husband was using his walking stick on Mel's butt and leaving red welts. She tried to move away but he kept up his assault on her butt. Her sobs and screams of pain were mixed with the old man telling the slut he was a retired headmaster and he could do this all day.I smiled watching this spectacle and having my cock sucked by a woman old. Karson let him, seeing no harm in it and knowing it would really piss of that bastard Max. She giggled appropriately at all the right intervals, to all his corny jokes, nodding her head and making herself look interested as he blathered on about his job as an accountant. At the sight of that pansies’ hand on his Karson’s ass, Maximus almost lost it. He almost put that little wimp in his place, under hit foot, on the ground. But refrained. Instead, he excused himself from the blonde, slowly. When you live on top of each other the way we did, it's hard for a man not to notice these things. It's even more the case when sanitation for menstruation isn't a nearly invisible tampon that goes out in the trash, but instead is a cloth pad that has to be washed and cleaned and dried down at the river. I figured that Ashes was probably a week or two behind Shining, and that by the time I'd noticed it in late April, they were both probably a month gone. That meant that I'd be dealing with very.