The fortunate thing was none of them were killed nor injured, but the only thing they had was the money their father had in the bank and most of that ...e owed. They had suddenly gone from wealth to poverty. Their father was so despondent they feared for his life.At the mother’s insistence, they returned to the tiny village where their father had been born and relatives could provide a haven for them.In the village, there were few young women, and most of them had been promised in marriages. I asked him if he was available Saturday for more work. Jason told me about his mom being out of town and that his dad was going to be at work so he would love to work. “That sounds great Jason, I’m going to come to your house this time. You text me when your dad leaves and I will come over.”Jason agreed to the plan and I texted him what I was going to do.Saturday morning came and at about nine I received two texts, from Joe and Jason. As nervous as I was, the wetness in my crotch told me I was. I melted into his arms. I felt very content. After a few minutes I noticed his cock was hard again. What a stayer. I said "and what would you like to do now?". He looked at me with a naughty smile and said "I've never seen you come sweety. How about you stroke that bridal cock of yours and let me watch?". I'd never done this and it turned me on even more. I was an bit shy funny enough. I'd sucked his cock many times and he had just had his way with me yet I felt slightly embarrassed in exposing. No, it certainly looked more like a slow morning to her, like enjoying the luxury of a flexible schedule she had worked so hard for when she had still been working a full-time dreaded office job in addition to her writing.Years of stress, exhaustion and living a second life had ultimately paid off and afforded her this nice little cottage close to the forest and far from anything she hated, so why not dwell in that luxury for a while?There was no one in the house with her, no one even close.