I chewed on a spoonful of unidentifiable minced meat as I sat at one of the tables, Vi coiled up behind me in a heap as she wolfed down her rations. I...still had a wicked purple bruise that ran up one side of my body, the bandages had been removed but it was still very tender and I generally treated it as if it was made of glass. My brush with death really hadn’t effected me much, perhaps it was because I had been put under during my surgeries and the majority of my recovery, but I hadn’t. My wife and I took a week and went back home to Georgia. It was fun catching up with family and old friends. While in Georgia, I received a call from my office. My secretary and her long time boyfriend had surprisingly eloped on Christmas day and when the office opened the next morning, she called in with her resignation. With my secretary gone, I got on the phone and rescheduled with some clients for when I returned. I also contacted our main office to get the exit papers prepared and to post. He said, “You are indeed a slut”. I laughed and kept sucking his dick. He then asked me to suck his ass; best part, maybe? My hands were tied but my mouth wasn’t I shoved my tongue in his ass and kept licking it for 10 minutes. It was not the first time I was licking an ass, so did some tricks to make him feel better and trust me, he did. He then said let’s get it over with and fucked me for 5 more minutes before getting to my mouth. I was waiting for a second load. As soon he put his dick my. I was moaning from the pleasure and he shushed me signaling I should be quiet. He started kissing me and I sucked his thick, warm tongue and buried my face in his mustache and beard, thinking all the time, 'yes, fuck me, daddy.' He didn’t seem tired from holding and fucking me and even increased his tempo. I was in a state of total lust and I even pushed back on his strokes to feel his cock press deeper as well as to further stimulate my hard cock rubbing against his hairy belly. He fucked me.