. forgiving him?" Megan was looking at me with an expression I couldn't read. Not amazement or empathy. Just ... something."Look, it's not like I'm lo...oking to send him a Christmas card, Megan. I hate him on one level. How can I not? But, it's not all on him, right? From what you say he was pushed. Well, then we should push back at those that pushed him? If he's as broken as you say. But ... Do I forgive him? Fuck no. HE TOOK MY PARENTS FROM ME."I was loud with that last statement, and I looked. I heard some foot steps going toward the kitchen.Mrs. Kane turned to look at me. She put her hands on my chest. She then gave me a big kiss. My cock was still deep inside her. "I guess we better hurry. Fill me up sweetie. I need to finish your reward. I need to cum one more time before I go fix them lunch. Don't worry. Keep fucking me baby." said Mrs. Kane.I grabbed her big ass from around her waist. I slammed my cock all the way inside her. She moaned again. We picked up the rhythm as I fucked. ‘You must be shaken and feared after your plight. And thirsty.’ I told him then I was nearly parched of thirst. ‘Here, I have a pouch of water.’ He undid a leather water-pouch from his side and handed it to me. I went to take it, but he did not let go, but instead grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me to him. He thrust the spout of the water-pouch into my mouth and poured the liquid into me. It was not water, but a strong rice wine that burned my throat all the more. ‘You like the feel of fire. I leaned forward a little so my clit rubbed against his abdomen as I did so, which increased my pleasure and induced my first orgasm. I know he could feel my muscles contract against him as I did so. In order to prolong his teasing just a little longer, I then stopped and changed positions. I rode his cock in reverse, which he loved. I then stopped one more time and eased his hardness out of me. I could tell he was close to exploding, so I eased my ass around his cock. He told me what a filthy.