Got everything I NEED right here." "You sure?" I replied before I could help myself, inciting a raised brow and a measuring look before he turned back...to the stove. Where the hell had that come from! "Yup," he said evenly, then got two bowls out from the cupboard next to him. Dinner was more than a little tense. We ate at his small table, and Eric hardly took his eyes off me as we made small talk. He asked me what I did for a living, what kind of truck I drove, if I had a girlfriend. All very. That bastard Jones is raping me, but I’m not tied up like I was at the cabin. He looks at me with those cold dark eyes of his, telling me. I murdered Gods child….And I’ll burn in hell for murdering his child.” Danny broke into tears and so did everyone else. “No Baby…That’s bullshit,” he said. “It’s only a dream. Your letting your conscience get the best of you. Its not true, that wont fucking happen,” he kissed her cheek. “I’ll be sleeping with you tonight, if you have any bad dreams like. Andrea said get it out. John rose up and unbuttoned his shorts, out popped his semi hard cock. It's a good eight inches and thick. I know that's why Andrea loves fucking him, my cock is thin and she has mentioned how she likes feeling her pussy stretched around him. She went to her knees and took his dick in her hand , then into her mouth. I realized I was still standing holding my dirty cloths so I went and tossed them in the laundry room. When I came back to the den John's cock was fully. He moaned, I savored! I looked up at him with a look of 'may I?'. He smiled. I reached up with both hands to feel the hardness of his cock and the heft of his balls. Both were unbelievable! I licked my lips and leaned forward again, but as the head touched my lips this time, I offered only little resistance as it passed into my mouth. The feeling of the soft skin on my lips, the pop of the head passing through and the taste of precum was intoxicating (or maybe that was the wine). I was in.