We were back about ninety minutes later and I fed Lady, noticing how quiet things were in the living room. ‘Everything okay in here,’ I asked. �...Jennie, could we ask you something? It’s kind of personal.’ ‘Okay, Andrea, go ahead.’ ‘Mom told us that you ran away from home.’ ‘That’s right, did she tell you why?’ Andrea shook her head ‘no.’ ‘You’re so lucky to have wonderful loving parents. You should thank God for them every day. I had a wonderful father, but he died in an industrial accident. He stared at the store, Tay's. That name had haunted him for eight years, he felt like he would never get over her. They had that perfect night and when he woke up, she was gone. He tried to go online and find her but no one had seen her since the day he said good bye. He tried emailing her but the account was closed, after that he tried to write her a letter but could never get the words right with what he wanted to say. Then his career took off and he had no time. About a year ago, he hired a. I tell you to lay down on your stomach…and you ease your way onto the satin sheets…. I take some vanilla flavored oil (which was also on the nightstand) and start to massage your back….mmmm I get so excited hearing you moan as I run my hands over your shoulder blades, and work in little circles down your spine. I take my tongue and lick my way up and down your back…hopefully making your spine tingle….. I grab your ass and I start to massage and need it, your moans are becomming louder, I say,. " What do you mean?"A few of the guys in the projects where we lived used to fuck me a few times a week. Once in a while they let me fuck them, too. Once, Jorge, the oldest came without touching himself while I was fucking him." Wow!" I was getting hard again, and so was he."My turn. Roll over."I flipped over onto my stomach. "Raise your ass a bit," he said as he crawled behind me. I could feel hot breath, but what happened next got me rock hard. I felt his tongue on my butt hole, tentatively.