If they didn’t have reservations in a short while, Jane would have dropped to her knees right then and sucked his thick cock. She loved sucking him,...feeling his manhood in her small mouth. Jane licked her lips, wishing they had the time. She could almost feel his head sliding along the roof of her mouth, filling her mouth with his passion. All men loved being sucked, Jane knew that from many years of experience, and she loved sucking, feeling a hard cock in her mouth, but with Geoff, it was. How to track and catch game. Even how to fish though she seldom did. They were happy times. There were times when he would speak gruffly if she made a mistake but would never, no matter how badly she tried his patience, raise a hand to her. Her eyes had sparkled with mischief as she remembered how dark his face would become if she spooked the game they stalked. How she would wait until he turned his back in anger and frustration and then would steal the gloves tucked in the back of his belt. The look on her face made it clear that she'd be hard pressed to choose between what I'm forcing her to do and the gallows.I don't think her psychotic little brain fully realizes yet that this is just the beginning. I was clear about my plans for them from the beginning but I think they're too traumatized to think beyond the immediate present. I'm going to drag her through the gutter in ways she can't even begin to imagine. I'm literally going to destroy her before I give the evidence I have. "Ronald sat back, shaking his head - disliking how his close friend was referring to his mother. Mother-talk was off limits - everyone knew that.Bill would not relent, "Go ahead and tell him John?"John turned back to Bill, as if he was not listening to the conversation, and asked as if bored, "Tell him what?" You know... how you whispered to me a few months ago how you and your mother do it!"John started to smirk, staring into his friend Bill's eyes. "That was a secret Bill!" He didn't look too.