I sat up and pulled her head towards my cock again. She willingly allowed me to slip back in to her mouth and she started sucking with more enthusiasm... than before. She was slurping loudly now as her head bobbed quickly, as it had done three weeks earlier. She pulled it out and quickly ran her tongue up the length of the shaft as if she was licking an ice cream. She repeated this over and over again driving me crazy. I felt like I was going to burst. Not only was my mom sucking me off but she. To not do it would be the deaths of all I held dear.Trembling with fear, and I left the two ladies and our children and carefully, slowly, painstakingly, dug and tugged a gap through the wall at the back and snuck out.There was a half moon and clear sky and visibility was good, although everything seemed to be shades of gray.I knew that one of the English men would be on sentry by the fire. No good woodsman would sit by the fire to keep watch as it meant all saw you, whilst you saw almost. When her daughter married and move away Shelly was alone alot. So to keep busy she would go to local health club and work out Shelly is very nice looking woman she is 60 but looks 30 with a 40d-29-36 at 5'5". This where the story gets good she wear a very tight exercise outfit to work out in it keeps her muscles tight most of the time just women working out at the time she goes, but this day would be different. As she worked out a very well built black man work out next to her they exchanged. A guard raked a spear tip over her cheek and laughed as she tried to flinch away from it but too late. A fine scrape, a minor gash on her cheek oozed blood. William could see the blood collect at the lowest point of the abrasion and splash on to the floor of the caged wagon his mother was held prisoner in. On the staff of the spear was carved the word "Loneliness". "MOTHER!" he would cry. She always looked to him with mournful eyes that said to his heart, I will understand if you choose not.