They constantly gorged themselves, not caring if their host died or not. It was my brother that the Turks finally beheaded, but my father had alrea...y died from where my brother drained him one time too many times." It may have been my imagination, but I felt a cold wind blowing down my back as I listened to her. When she finished, the woods were quiet. For the first time, I noticed that there were no bird sounds or animal sounds in the woods. Just the sound of the wind whistling. "You know, the clap." What?" I feel outraged that he could say that. "What do you mean I have the clap?"He backs up a little. "Well ... If you have sex with someone who has it..." But I've only ever had sex with Sally..." My voice trails off as the implications set in. Sally and I have been married for two years now. If I have the clap, then I had to get it from her. All the blood rushes from my head and I start to feel week in the knees. I want to vomit; my stomach is in my throat. Dave helps. They took turns fucking her cunt and mouth. I think some had a couple of goes at her. Eventually they had all had enough and we were left alone. By this time Joan was really out of it, she had fallen into a drunken slumber. I set about trying to clean her up. I had found a towel and a cloth and I washed and wiped all the cum of her tits, face and body but something strange happened. As I opened her legs to clean her pussy and I saw her red and swollen cunt lips and the spunk seeping out of her. How would you like to live here with me? I have an extra bedroom and we are both alone, why can’t we keep each other company. Neither of us has to answer to anyone else.” Troy thought for a few minutes. This was a big step, but he could see the sense in it. He looked up and smiled at her and nodded his head. “I would love that Nana, I’ll give my notice at the B&B tomorrow and than I can move in on the weekend. How does that suit you?” Nana was thrilled. She knew that she had made a good move..