Susannah had carefully nursed him back to health and taken over all of the household chores. They had almost starved, but spring thaw had been their s...alvation.The area they had settled in was generous eight of the twelve months of the year. The temperatures, although cool, were moderate and perfect for raising crops and animals. That past spring had been the first that the crops had truly rewarded the two survivors of the Miller family. Her father had been in grieving for two months and had not. The cleaning crew had come and gone, and James was alone at his desk, a mountain of paperwork to clear, when Samantha's voice startled him."Hello, James," she said.He jerked upright in his chair."Don't worry," Sam said, "I'm not here to jump your bones." She held up her purse. "I forgot this." That's not why I jumped. I thought I was alone. You startled me."She rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She turned to leave.James looked at her ass, through the tight slacks she was wearing. His cock stirred at. Thank God my ass was still open from the hard fucking I took the night before as he began to push that large, black mushroom cock head into me. My smile became a grimace as I clinched my teeth to bite down on the pain. His cock was huge. I had been using buttplugs and he had been fucking me almost daily for months now, but there was still some pain at first. With slow thrusts he began to make love to my ass. Telling me how much he loved fucking me and that I was a 'good white bitch made. I was strangely very excited to see him and knowing that he was going to be there to meet me when I finished was making my day drag along. Finally 5pm came and my shift was over, I left work and like he promised he was waiting outside for me in his car. I walked over and got into the car to find him smiling widely at me, before I could even say hello he said “I’ve spoke to my mum and you’re staying at mine tonight”, I looked at him and laughed “Oh am I? And do I get a say in this?” I asked.