Thankfully Imust have dozed off because it was Jane the housekeeper that woke me, tellingme breakfast was ready, a quick wash and I was down. ?My you ...ooklike you had a bad night,? I jumped Roland was behind me he hadn?t gone out, Isaid something like I stayed up finishing my tapestry work, stammering as Iadded, I didn?t realise how late it was, he just grinned at me as he said, ?OhI thought it was something you?d eaten or is it, wished you had,? I ignoredhim. I quicklyate and returned. ANY. MORE.I kept making excuses. I kept trying to figure out what I had done to cause this. I kept pinning this shit back on me ... but the truth was that it wasn't me. This had been going on long before I came into the picture. She'd fucking said so ... but I didn't want to hear that did I? No. I fucking didn't want to believe that anyone I loved could fucking rip my fucking guts out and watch me slowly bleed to fucking death.As always I was willing to bear the brunt. I was willing to be the. ....again, again" I pleed, John does so again, and again, and again. making me moan with each smack. "I need you right now john, please fuck me?". John complies and undoes the chains I walk over to the bed and lean on it the skirt raising so you can just see my pussy. John reaches under the skirt and unbutons the underwear part and lets it fall reveling my hairless pussy lips. John presses his leather covered cock against my hot box.John pushes down the leather shorts he let his cock out and. My efforts were rewarded, if youcould call it that, when he grunted, moaned, and blasted his thick hotcum into my accommodating mouth. I gulped it as he ejaculated severalheavy spurts and then slowed to the oozing final output. I sucked itall down, cleaning him and adding to his satisfaction at the same time.Knowing he was still sensitized, I got his entire length into my throatand held it for long seconds, breathing through my nose, before lettingit slip free and sitting back on my.