She unzipped my pants and reached in and pull my cock out.She started sucking me deep,until I was hard.she was trying to suck as much of me in her mou...h.She stopped for a second and said go ahead and relieve yourself,and opened her mouth.I jerked off in her mouth.she swallowed most of it.and wiped her mouth to get the rest.go wash up I will call you when dinner is ready.My room was the same as left it.a little dusty,mom had not touched anything.So I took a shower and as I was stroking my dick,I. Found flesh. Blood welled around my hand. He bellowed. His fists slammed down, striking me through the tent on the back.I grunted.“Think you can stick me like a pig, boy?” he growled.“Yes!” I grunted and stabbed again and again and again.My sharp blade pierced his flesh over and over as he thrashed and bellowed like a big in the abattoir. His sword struggled to swing at me, but the canvas tangled it around it. The lamia purred nearby as her master gurgled and convulsed. He collapsed, tangled by. She can’t mean anything to the likes of him anyway.” Abigail shook her head. “Why would you say that? How can you be so sure?” Marjorie’s lips twisted into a sardonic grin. “He’s nothing but a drugged up, alcoholic rock star. His kind just fuck any willing female. They rarely tie themselves to any one.” Abigail winced again at the expletive. She’d never heard her mother express herself in such a common manner. It was disturbing. She felt as if she really didn’t know the woman standing before. .. The pain of her betrayal had receded over time, but the pain of having her shred the most important relationship of his whole life hadn't faded even a smidgen.Susan had forced him to throw her out; she had understood that he wouldn't tolerate another man in their marriage, but even though she gave, and had always given, every indication that she wanted their marriage as much as he, she'd made it impossible. She hadn't attempted to excuse her behavior with psychobabble about being a sex.