Peter made all the right noises but maintained that he knew nothing, why didn’t I believe him? Maybe he was too evasive, too ready with his denials, it just didn’t ring true. I didn’t bother dusting the disco off, what was the point? I couldn’t face cheerful holidaymakers, I couldn’t put on a brave face. Instead, I cancelled the bookings I did have and buried myself in self-pity. I got pissed nearly every day, sometimes in a bar, sometimes at home and even, sometimes at the beach while I pretended to fish, at least I was alone there. I had plenty of money in the bank, so not working wasn’t a problem, the problem was that I knew I had become a total mess Hardcore and didn’t know how to change it. Occasionally, I would big cocks catch Dawn on the tele and quite often on the radio. On tele, she sounded good, she looked good but I felt there was something missing, it’s hard to explain, but I knew her so well that I could see in her face that something wasn’t right. Nearly a year had passed, nothing had changed. Then one day Helen babe was at the door when I answered the ring of the bell. I fell into her arms and sobbed uncontrollably, I seemed to do a lot of that these days. She led me through to the living room and sat next to me on the sofa. “Why on earth didn’t you let me know what had happened, Dina? I don’t know how he did it, blowjob but Romero tracked me down and told me the situation and the state you’ve got yourself into, he was very worried for you.” We talked for ages, she cooked us a meal, “You don’t look as if you’ve eaten properly for ages,” she told me. She stopped me from just guzzling my wine by the glass full. After we had sat again for a while, she made me shower before tucking me in bed, she didn’t get in with me but sat beside me and held my hand until I went to sleep. The next morning when I came down, the apartment was sparkling, back to its usual clean self. The washing was all done and hanging out to dry. “Morning love,” she said, “ready for some breakfast?” Her hand stopped me as I reached for the wine bottle, “Coffee would be better, don’t you think?” Over breakfast, Helen said, “I think you should come back to England with me for a while, you need a break from here, it’ll do you good.” It felt like a good idea, I admitted to myself that I wasn’t doing any good here, I’d upset most of my friends. I hadn’t had one single date since Dawn had left and I was becoming an alcoholic. So why not? Two weeks at Helen’s place had done me good. She’d taken her annual holiday early so as we could be together she’d said, I knew it was so she could keep an eye on me. The first night at her home, she had come to bed with me. At first, she just cuddled me close to her and I felt a little better. It was when she leaned and kissed me that it went pear-shaped, I froze at first, I couldn’t respond. When she pulled her head back to look into my face she wasn’t upset nor was she hurt at my reaction, she saw my tears and bent to kiss my eyes, she whispered to me, soothing and gentle, “It’s okay, love, threesome I understand, go to sleep.” One evening, Helen said, “I’ve got tickets for the London Country Music Festival for next week, are you okay with that?” My immediate reaction was one of panic but then I thought it was time I got back in the real indian world, I had to try, “Yes, I’m good, sounds great in-fact.” And it was good, it was over several days, we had tickets for the Saturday. We’d wandered around, took in several different acts, some I knew, others I didn’t but they were all good. There were loads of goodies there to buy but I didn’t need anything so I didn’t really look, I was enjoying the atmosphere though. A couple of times I had the feeling that Helen was leading me, maybe a change of direction, it wasn’t anything obvious, so I put it down to my imagination. The evening show Helen had chosen wasn’t in the main hall, there were a number of different stages. Ursula continued to repeat, “I’m sorry Mommy, I’m sorry Mommy, I’m sorry.” Then she was between our thighs. She clenched her fists and tried her hardest not to think about her violation, but her body big cocks played her ultimate betrayal. Will you take my cum?" I washed my breakfast dishes, tidied a few bits away, then went back to my room to dress. She laughs. I love this feeling, where I have no worries or thoughts or feelings, other than those concerning what enjoyable thing is happening to me now. I explain that they are just keeping her overnight for observation. She agreed and David called Nikki, his mom, and told her indian that the three of us would be home soon. The women helped Lynne out of the dress and back into her other dress and when finished her Mom said oh I remember the days of a man chasing after me. Lynne said Mom you and dad were married for twenty eight years before he passed away so you had many good years together. And I did. Whatever man, just be direct and decisive, while remaining a bit aloof. Once he had finished cumming in her he jumped off and i gave her a tug on the lead and we walk the rest of the way home. “Get ready to take a ride.” Composing myself, I gave her the room so that she could dress herself again. I was hoisted onto Hardcore an orc’s shoulders and carried above everyone. Talking quietly. No one babe under the age of fourteen has sex in this story. With that, Margot went to her purse on her table. I drove home. “President McTaggart!” Lola moaned, her pussy clenching around my futa-dick. I could feel my asshole puckering with excitement and twitching along with my cock, which was now semi hard. After he finished they sat in quiet. Every detail. “Mmmmm me too you,” said Leila gingerly easing the fat jelly from her now blood engorged pussy lips. Quickly pulling my cock out to give her a quick breath of fresh air, I hastily grasped the back of her head firmly and pushed her threesome back down as she took in a mix of fresh air and saliva. When we did get up Jon slammed our bathroom door lots of times. Chapter 23 I gasped as I drove into the Hispanic coed's writhing cunt. "Ya!" As I said the others have stopped their attacks on you. Well, I headed back to my sister’s house for another short stay so I could look for a new place to live. She placed it underneath my crotch where I could no longer see it, but I could now feel the vibrations faintly through the mattress, it felt nice. especially if he made her do stuff to him or better yet if he did stuff to her. I found myself wishing I could do a complete restart of the morning. "Don't be," I said in a teasing voice, "We expect you to pull double duty." Jane spread her legs, lifted up her skirt and showed off her naked, wet pussy, hanging off the bench seat. Besides, like I had said before, she clearly blowjob wasn’t mature enough for something like sex.