”“Why don’t you come back to my village with me.”“Won’t the villagers kill me?”“We have a tradition called Sanctuary,” I explained. ...��An outsider in need of help can stay in the village under the rules of Sanctuary if they have a sponsor who is prepared to guarantee their good behaviour. You’d get food and protection and a place to sleep while you work out what you want to do next. I’d be your sponsor.”Since I wasn’t married, I wasn’t sure I could swing that last part, but if I explained. She shook her head as if to clear it, then determinedly she stood and addressed him, “Ok my laddo, let`s get all the shocks out of the way at once…ok?” now, I will just stand up and you sir can undress me, …completely… not believing his luck he stood and with trembling fingers and nodding that he understood, he silently began to remove the black outer clothes picked from his mother`s wardrobe by Mrs Tart just for the funeral. First was a cardigan, simple buttons ,not overly embarrassing, so he. ..all I felt was a hot tongue gliding across my clitoris. I thought I would cum right then but my body needed more. Then I felt a Soft but thick head of cock wiping across my lips. I automatically open my mouth. I was soooooo weak. I licked and licked and sucked on his cock. While I was being licked and nibbled on. I couldn't suck it right from the feeling Westly was giving me. All I needed was ....and there it was I felt a hard cock rubbing against my clit and hole. He was wetting his cock up. I was paying at the pump when I noticed that there was an old beat up VW bus sputtering at the light. I was a gentleman and went to the bus to offer my assistance. When I got there I saw a Spanish chick that had those fuck me green eyes. You know the ones I am talking about.I got behind the bus and pushed, it was easy a down hill slope and there we were in the gas station. She got out of her VW and stood at the pump just looking at me, then she smiled. Her white teeth were electrifying and I.