I asked him if he wanted to go for a walk. we went around the block and talked a bit, i asked him if he had a gf. he obviously said no, he said he did...nt really date too many girls. I asked him if he was gay and he laughed and said yea im gay, in a sarcastic way. we where almost back to Johns house when we saw his parents pull in the driveway. neither one of us wanted to go back in, i texted my gf to see what was going on and tell her that his parents where home, she texted me back that they was. Oh god, he's cramming it into her mouth. She can't take that! This has to stop, he's going to....oh my god its going down her throat.....I can hear her choking....she can't take that thing down in her throat like, I've got to say.... “John! You're choking her! This has to stop! Think of....” “Shut...the fuck...up Mark. I'm going to fuck your wife today, in every way imaginable, and I'm going to do it later too. Umph.....regularly. She may sleep over......keep sucking bitch!.....she may sleep. Everything was curved and shaped well. She had a sweet voice and was oddly playful.We would talk, turned out we liked similar shows and agreed on things like politics and religion. I know you might find it hard to understand in this situation, but I felt we were growing into friends. Or maybe even something else, I don’t know. I needed the breastmilk to survive, but if I’m being completely honest, I got a thrill from nursing. I got to suck on huge tits all throughout the day, everyday. Maybe. Aside the fireplace, my boots stood on small poles to dry out properly. My armor cleaned of the caked blood and grime, gleaming in a thin layer of oil. I wondered who these generous people were. Stepping out of the cottage, the crisp air feels good, happy it’s still early enough in the season that I might find what I seek. Hurriedly, I work my way around the woods, keen eyes and sharp ears in my gathering. Careful not to tax my new found strength, nor open my healing wound. I did manage to.