“Hermione, I never expected to hear you, of all people, praising learning, so if that is what life with Reginald is doing for you, you have my bless...ng. Do you want your mother to know that Reginald fathered your babies; or shall I keep it to myself?”“Use your own judgement, Dad. I trust you to do the right thing for her, just as you always tried to do the right thing for us. Handing us over to Reg and his family to be reformed was the best thing you ever did for us.”Mr Robson was chuffed to. Once more she was called a 'stupid fucking cunt' and was told how he would like to hurt her really badly. He mentioned whipping her breasts and thrashing her body all over.Again, even though disturbed at what she read, Yvonne felt her throat going dry and her body tingling lustfully at the thought of her husband giving her to this man to be used in such a way. She, with some pretence of being a normal, decent woman, protested to her husband that it was all too cruel and completely wrong.Rob,. We hearda car drive up and we quick ran into his room to get changed before hisparents came up to see where we were!When we went to bed we started talking about our night. Michael said Ilooked really good, and that we should try to go out like that onenight. We were going to try something-to go out on dates, one of usdressed up so it would look normal when we were out. And we would taketurns. And that's where we were tonight, Diary. Not a real date yet, but wewanted to do a trial run, LOL. We. I swallowed hard. I was right where I wanted to be. But did she want me there? What was my husband thinking? What was her husband thinking? I didn't care. I eased my hands to her tight buttocks. Kneading them gently as I moved. I heard a faint growl come from her throat. I knew she was enjoying my touches, and the fact that she didn't pull away made it even more clear to me that this was indeed what she wanted. I let my thumbs glide along her inner thighs, her breathing quickened with my touch..