‘Hush,’ she finally said, holding me tight. ‘Don’t cry, honey. We’ll be together again real soon, I promise.’ We lay together for about a...half hour, lying on our backs as we held hands. Words just weren’t necessary or wanted at that time. I rolled up onto my stomach and lifted my head up to look into her eyes. ‘I want one more thing before we leave,’ I said. ‘What’s that?’ I reached over to get the strap on. ‘This,’ I said. ‘No, honey,’ she said. ‘You don’t have to do this.’ ‘I need it. Licking his cock, Wanda gathers his balls in one hand, the Captive writhing and shoving his cock in her face. Wanda bit his ball sac, not hard enough to break the skin but enough to engender a strangulated whimper. Wanda pulls the candle out of his arse and stands upright, scrutinising the mucus speckled with shit. “I’d like to shove this down your throat but you’d whine like a bitch if I ungagged you. I’m not into a dialogue with a lump of faecal matter.” Wanda smeared the ass mucus on his. "Robyn held up her hand and said, "No, don't worry. Just a little of the old boyfriend trouble. He wanted to settle down; I didn't. Pretty basic, really."I chuckled gently, "Hey, that's unusual, isn't it? Normally you ladies want to settle down and we men don't!"Robyn relaxed again, then laughed a little. "Well, I suppose so. But I felt there was more to life than getting married at 22, especially as he wanted to have kids straight away. I want to enjoy myself, meet people, maybe have the odd. You could make at least four apartments out of your old house and still keep the entire downstairs for yourself. That would be a cool $1740 a month income for you. Man, you’d be on easy street.’ Dave sat and stared at his friend. ‘I never thought of something like that. Don’t guess it matters though. I don’t have the money to do it.’ One of his other friends spoke up. He said, ‘Hell, man, just rent some bedrooms to people until you get some money ahead then convert one apartment. Rent it and.