He appeared to be his late thirties, and had a hard dominant energy about him, something that seemed far more masculine and overwhelming in person, th...an had been apparent in his photos. He had very short dark blonde hair and startling blue eyes, and wore dark pants and a black crew necked shirt that showed off the definition in his arms and chest. He spoke with a faint German accent, as did his wife Tamara who lingered behind him. She seemed close to the same age, if not slightly older, but was. Nice.That night I had a visit from Sarah, it was a dream really I know, but it felt extremely real. She told me much the same thing, she and the children were gone, they didn’t want to be forgotten, but I had the rest of my life to live and it was about time I got on with it. I woke up the next morning feeling more refreshed than I had since ... well, since all this started.That morning the first thing I decided to do was sell the house. I’d really given up work because I didn’t need to work. I held off for about a minute and a half before I surrendered to a violent eruption of my cock inside of Rita's mouth. She gulped all my emissions down her throat before lying back on the rear of the bench."You tasted good lover" She said as she sat farther back on the bench. I also sat on the bench close to her. My soft prick was still hanging out of my shorts, but I was too tired to put it back in my pants. The fire was burning low but I needed to catch my breath before feeding the fire more. Eyes widening a bit, Angel sat up and moved off of the bed."Where are you going?" He grabbed her by the wrist.Her body tensed, "to get your money." No." If you aren't here for business, then you don't have to..."He cut her off by pulling her back on the bed, pushing her face down, and pinning her down. "No, you are not going out there and fucking this up." He had realized she had figured him out "we have been working too hard on this."She began to panic. She tried to squirm free, but he was.