What do you think?" Then he'd smiled, and she'd cried in relief.The months following had been a time of transition for her, Luke and Jack. Luke still ...adn't fully recovered all of his memories. It seemed likely he never would. But he didn't seem to mind anymore, and a lot of the memories he could now access were of the early days, when he and Sarah had been so much in love. Sure, they still had their awkward moments, but they were getting through them.Jack had tested Luke's authority something. I was brought in to be milked in the barn every other or third day, releasing my growing loads of thick, creamy cum into the waiting glass container. After the milking began, Helena even came around with lunch herself sometimes, unaccompanied by her daughters. She talked more freely now, obviously treasuring my presence on the farm more and more, even if only for selfish reasons. She also fondled me, particularly enjoying weighting my swelling balls in her hands, her eyes glowing like a proud. I glanced at his bare body, slightly podgy round the waist with shaven cock that, like mine was hard. He was shorter down there but fatter in girth, a good three inches, I guessed.He bent down to my arse and put his tongue to my hole. I took a sharp intake of breath as he licked me, rough in texture but wet. He pressed his lips into me and sucked on my anus, I actually thought he was going to give me a hickey there!He pulled out. “Move over to the end”, he gestured. “Lie on your back”.I did. We fell into an easy enough pattern. In the morning we’d grapple without weapons after breakfast. We’d break for lunch and then he would read for pleasure while I studied the other champions. On weekends we used the time to practice shooting his guns and casting new bullets. After dinner we fought with weapons and the victor got to sleep on the narrow bed, the loser slept on the hard couch with springs poking out. From time to time our bathing times might overlap and I felt a shiver of lust,.