Naked I stood before him as he got undressed his dick hard, I wet and ready for whatever he would dole out to me. He indicated I should give him a bl...ow job so I knelt before him as he firmly grabbed the back of my head ramming his cock down my throat, thrusting in and out his pre-cum slithering around on my tongue and in my throat. I couldn't pull away I knew because he had a handful of my hair but I wouldn't have anyway I liked what he was doing I liked that he was in control. He continued. "You tell me whatever you need to get off your chest."I took a breath. "I've told nobody all this. Like I said, somehow I trust you." He nodded. "OK, I need to get this out all at once if I'm going to get it out at all. So don't interrupt me, please, OK?" He nodded again."My mother had me when she was seventeen. Why she didn't give me up puzzles me to this day. I have no idea who my father is. He took off. Ever since then, my mother's been trying to replace him." She works at Doc's. You know. Perhaps the most valuable spoils were the villagers themselves. Although many of the men had been killed, the survivors had been taken and would become slaves. They would work either in the mines or on the temples, eighteen hour days, every day until they died. The women would be used in the fields or, in a few lucky cases, as nursemaids or harem girls. Harsh as their treatment of the villagers was, the conquerors had a particularly gruesome fate in store for one unfortunate victim. It was the. The new partner then sold his share to a big conglomerate. Sarah’s father was forced to sell to the same group and had to retire long before he wanted to. Never mind that he made more money from the sale that he can ever spend, it was like a child died.Well, the day just got immensely worse. The stove stopped working and when we called the in-laws they blamed it all on me and caused Sarah to break down and run into the bedroom crying. I grabbed the phone and told the jerks that as far as I was.