There in the dim light stood her step-mother, her wrists bound together behind a square timber that supported the floor above. I drew my big knife and...cut her free before she could say, “Don’t,” which was what she said as she collapsed into my arms. All she was wearing was a tattered shift, and I quickly got to know a lot about her fine, firm body.I petted her and told her that Madam Von R-- had sent me. At her insistence, we huddled together in a corner of the dirt-floored, stone-walled space.. I put my head down between your cheeks and lick, lick, lick. You can’t stand it much longer and start moaning again and pushing backwards on to my tongue. Oh no.... no cuming yet. I start tickling you with my tongue. All those hidden places, all those places that were never ticklish before. You scream for me to stop, not now, I have you in my power. I stand up and place my engorged member next to your face and you open your mouth to taste me. You suck like a mad woman,. I only had one thing on my mind at that moment. I needed to get away from my job, from this city, from my life and I needed her to come with me! “Look, I need to get away from here and I need this money. More importantly, I need you to come with me.” I closed the register, tore off my mandatory vest, jumped over the counter and grabbed her hand. We were outside of the station when I ran into my first problem: we needed a car. “Which one is yours?” she pointed to a white van. A white fucking. And heavy all around you. You lay on your back in the warm soft sand. It rises up and molds itself all around your body. Filling in every crevice and pushing gently against your skin. The sand is warm and pure and you let yourself settle down into it. You look across the blue clear water at the sun as it sinks slowly into the distant island. And your heart is at peace with the world. Your fingers play gently in the sand – feeling the texture and the warmth – as you breathe in the fragrance of.