"I can finish up early today as its been quiet," I said. I stood up and put a lock on the till then grabbed up my bag and went for the door.Monica lif...ted up my painting and put it under her arm.We left the shop and I locked up. I rode with her to her detached house by the meadow in her red mercedes car and went to her stables and got on a couple of her horses. Monica and I rode through the beautiful meadow for ten minutes until we stopped and tied our horses' reins around a tree. We sat. He is wearing thin white cotton, draw string pants and and a casual white cotton button down shirt. I say, "I got us a massage honey, you're up first." The massuese introduces himself as Marco and he has a wonderful white smile and dark brown eyes. He helps you on to the table on your stomach and he adjusts your towel so that it is covering your ass. He asks you what you like, deep tissue, shiatsu, etc. As you two are talking I jump in the shower. He is oiling up your back and slowly massaging. I opened my mouth and took his cock in. Jane only let go as my lips touched her hand, but she moved it to Paul's balls. She was going crazy as I sucked and moved my head back and forwards. I couldn't resist taking the risk of a quick feel of her tits and, expecting it to be pushed away, I cupped one breast in my hand. Jane moaned so I tweaked her nipple as Paul shouted he was going to cum. I kept my lips tight and was rewarded with a multitude of jets of his hot cum. Using his cum as lube I. ”“I’d rather die than be humiliated. I thought about painless ways to die. I told my mother I was sick, so I wouldn’t have to go to school. She didn’t fall for it. I swore at her. I feel so bad. I would pull my hair out if it didn’t hurt.”“So how do you plan on dying?”“Jumping off a cliff was my best idea.”“How would your mother feel, Jeff, after you did it?”“Probably worse than me now.”“You got that right—and me too! You aren’t gonna like what I’ve got to say.”“I trust you Sean. Say it.”“You.