It has been 2 years since my wife died and her treatment drained all the savings we had. After she died I got myself too busy with work so I never had...a chance to find someone. My kids never complained about not having a mother so I tried to give them all they wanted but being a single dad isnt too easy especially with teenagers. It was a winter morning. One of our colleagues had died and so the office was closed. I returned home from office thinking of taking the day off and spending the day. Darren had no time for any other coherent thoughts to run through his mind as he was yanked towards Pete’s hulking frame, and the giant then placed his other massive hand right over the slave’s face, gripping it like a basketball player would palm the ball. The hand around his throat was released, but the grip around his face was excruciating. Pete then began to squeeze?slowly?steadily?squashing the slave’s gagged mouth and face in his iron grip. Darren tried to scream, but with the gag. He got right down to business pumping his hips at a hard and fast pace as he continued drilling my pussy. “Oh baby, your dick is so fucking hard,” I moaned, between heavy panting breaths. “Fuck my pus..." I started to scream before John shoved my head down, burying my face in a pillow. I moaned continuously into the pillow while John’s huge black dick drilled deeper into my pussy, fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked. “I told you to keep it down. If I have to keep pushing your face. .. Tell you what, take this, as an advance payment, come to our camp, and you can spar an orc." Rick replied with an equally ridiculous grin, whilst passing a pouch of money across the table."Really? And since when do a couple of soldiers have an orc in their midst?" Well," I started, " We were hired to attack some goblins. They learned of our plans through magics, and attacked us whilst we were un-prepared. We killed them all, but not without losing all but 4 of us. We captured the Chieftain,.