There were some nights that I thought would never end. Weekends were the worst, but I still loved him." That started her weeping again and I held her ...close, trying to offer some comfort. I made a leap of logic."He isn't coming home, is he?" I asked, cradling her in my arms.A shake of her head and fresh tears and I had my answer. I looked at Maureen and she was a little teary as well. Come to notice it, so was I. I dropped on hand down to rest on Maureen's shoulder and she almost collapsed. ”“Please, brother ... I can’t keep listening to this. It is too horrible. Too ... horrible.”Ariadne’s eyes were filled with tears. She went and picked up a skull of once was a child. She took careful note of the entire scene. It was still daylight as they noted the whole scene.“Catreus, do you think it was the Marathonian Bull that did this?”He looked carefully at the grass and dirt “The markings on the ground don’t match that of a four-legged creature. This was something running around on two. She slowly lowered his boxers and her eyes grew even larger as his cock bounced in front of her. It stood out from a shock of grey pubic hair and looked to be a good seven inches and it was not fully erect. He also had the largest balls I’d ever seen. I figured they were full of his cum. His body, while older was still in surprisingly good shape. I couldn’t get over the difference in age.“Go ahead, kiss it,” he said.She again looked at me. I knew that performing oral wasn’t her favorite thing. "I knew the minute I saw you Marcie, that you were morethan a great pair of tits." He also knew that she was more than just a greatfuck.He reached over and picked up a riding crop hanging by the side of the bed.He fingered it as he leered at her. "You want to be my sex slave, let's testyou." What do you want?" she asked excitedly."Turn over," he ordered as he tapped the crop against his palm. When shedidn't make a move, he grabbed her by her long blonde hair and twisted ittightly, forcing her.