Since his husband is not home, she isn’t coming with us for picnic. So, I told her if she is not willing to cook lunch or needs company she can come...here. And I want you to behave properly when she’s here. I’ve heard you’ve acting rude to her.‘‘ Rude? And me? No. See I even repaired her laptop for free last time. ‘‘ And she was kind enough to make you some breakfast. ‘‘ Whatever mom. I need some sleep. Please leave’‘ And Pinky will come to clean the house and do the dishes. You keep an eye on. Fortunately, there were some boys who were getting old enough to be useful around the trebuchets, and the addition of that male contingent did quiet some of the grumbling. I was pretty sure that we were going to have to use the trebuchets in a real fight before the last of the grumbling would quiet down.I asked Homer to pick four of his security crew to be trained as caravan masters. I was beginning to miss Homer's presence. Also, I needed to begin serious training for him to take over for me. He released the strong grip on my hair and allowed me to gasp for my breath. I managed a little air then I quickly returned to his cock before I was ordered to. I was sucking his shaft like a juicy icy pole; before sucking down and back to almost out again in deep throat style. He was really enjoying it as he moaned; “Mmm, that’s it bitch, mmm suck my cock, mmm, milk me of my cum” he repeatedly begged. The thought of biting down crossed my mind as I lost my early trepidation and was enjoying. Suddenly, it was daylight. I was laying on the bed with the duvet over me and the morning sun was entering the room. I rolled over and looked at the clock. 7.25. There was no sign of him beside me. I sat up and looked around. His clothes were gone; he was gone.I ached all over, as if I had been run over by a bus. My insides throbbed and my backside felt as though some huge dildo had been rammed into me repeatedly. Who was he? Where was he? Surely I couldn’t have imagined it all?That was on.