”I squeezed her tighter into my side and said, “Betty, it’s my pleasure. You deserve to have some fun after all that bastard put you through.”...��Thanks, ” she said with a tear in her voice. ”He hasn't done much with me over the last few years. I have felt so alone. I think I would have gone crazy without you guys to lean on, especially you.”Hugging her tightly I assured her, ”I’ll always be there for you, you know that.”“Do you know how long it’s been since he kissed me, or even touched me?” She. Go!”She didn’t move. Instead, she said, “Sir, I will pee on the floor if you don’t let me suck your cock and ask permission,” and waited.“Marta, I am rescinding my order. You may go to the bathroom whenever you wish, without having to ask my permission. Understand me?”She nodded.“Will you obey me?”She shook her head, and stayed where she was.He sighed. “I can see we have a lot to talk about. Okay,” and he stood up, opened his robe, and let her take his cock in her mouth. She sucked it and. Well ok not that vicarious, I was sending him pictures of my pussy as I grew my hair back out. My son was spewing spunk all over himself and I was feeling like I was cheating him in the deal. I couldn't show my breasts or hands, wait a minute.I laid down on my bed so my breasts pressed flat against my chest, lined my phone up and started taking pictures of my nipple. I could only do close ups of one nipple, or he would see too much and realize that I was no where near close to his own age. He. He hated that he had to carry the thing through the staring crowds of civilians looking at his hands as if to find them stained with blood of the enemies of the fatherland. He wished he was an officer if for no other reason than to be armed with a hand pistol that he could carry neatly in a holster on his leather belt like some important person from the Capitol city.He saw the shadowy bicycles grinding their way from the rural area into the near-by city on the other side of the wide river..