She needed her own absolution, and if I was the means to that … so be it. When we finished, she kissed me again and left the bed, returning to her r...oom. I lay on my back, thinking about what might have been before falling asleep once again. Neither of us mentioned the episode the next morning. I quickly showered, shaved, and packed before Elise had to leave for work. We said a few words about wishing each other good luck and staying in touch, but I doubted the latter would happen. She said. Gwen was telling the truth; we used to fuck like bunnies in high school, through college and when we were first married. She took my cherry, bringing me into a world where I learned that my hand was not the best place for my cock to feel comfortable. She was no longer a virgin at that time; she actually had somewhat of a reputation as an easy lay with great tits and a willingness to swallow cum. I repaid her the following week by popping her ass cherry; some of my buddies had told me that. I could take no more. If I had to tear wounds into my arms to escape my son’s raping mouth and fingers, that was blood I must to shed. I readied myself for the worst possible pain, when a line from last night’s book interrupted. “You can rape me. You can fuck me. You can even breed me, but I’ll never let you fuck my ass!”My cunt twitched. My nipples grew infinitesimally larger. I huffed, barely whispering, “You can hh-rape me. Hhh. Fuck me. Even breed, hhh, me. Don’t ever fuck my ass.”“Mommy?”. “Eloyin, you returned after the start of fourth quarter,” she said. “I have to disqualify you. And who’s that with you?”“Matra Glandira, I’d like to Introduce Lizbet. I’ve offered her Sanctuary in the village.”Lizbet, who had been standing behind me, moved into the light and lowered her hood.“Well I never, an orc!” gasped Matra.“Two days ago Lizbet watched all her family and friends slaughtered. I offered her Sanctuary while she worked out what she wanted to do next. After everything she’s been.