.. ' she shivered as she spoke to them. Slowly her hand began to reach inside her top. ' ... and I was praying so hard that fate would deliver you boy... to me! So hard!'The men began to stare and listen to what the hangman's wife wanted to say. Her other hand began to lift her full-length skirt. She kept talking between gasps as she slowly revealed a fully erect nipple standing proudly atop its warm support of soft, full, neatly-curved breast. The men could see her large erect nipple but could. Mrs Duff was still shuddering from the orgasm as I pushed in deep, she responded by pushing back taking the whole length up her arse, I knew I was close when I felt my balls tighten and pulled out and shot my hot load all over her arse, “Mmm, that is so good” she said as the hot liquid hit her skin. I lent down and licked the sticky mess off her cheeks, taking great care to clean up along the crack, something that made Mrs Duff quiver.I sat back in my chair, still naked while Mrs Duff got her. I had not seen a bug here yet but I knew they were lurking somewhere close by. “I am going to take a shower,” my dad threw down his bag that he already had in the car. He made me make myself a bag before we left the house. “Then I am going to watch free HBO,” I smiled over at him. “You do that,” he gave me a force smile. ________ I flipped through the channels and could not find anything to my liking. There were a few movies that I had seen, as well as a few that I had not seen but appeared to. I can count on one hand the amount of conversations we’ve had. Most (if not all) of our interactions took place while in the process of my moving in. He wasn’t a particularly outstanding person, he was perfectly nice. He stood at six feet tall and was fairly muscular (he mentioned he boxed). His hair was short, his facial hair stubbly and on the patchy side, his eyes tired. His voice was deep and comforting. This was a seemingly average man, the kind you wouldn’t notice walking down the street.