He was in his 60’s, quite chubby and balding, tall, with thick hands that seemed to swallow mine when he shook them.“Betty, how are you?”“Hi M.... Thompson, I’m doing good. I just graduated”“That’s fantastic Betty, and great timing too, since we had to close the fund”“What do you mean you has to close the fund?” I said as my voice raised an octave. “Well Betty, things have been tough. We couldn’t keep it going anymore without making some big cuts around here. You know how things have been. But. “OHHH! Ohhh pleeeaze…” she whined again. She could almost feel their wicked smiles from behind the blindfold.Diane was just about at the end of her abilities to keep her orgasm under control. Her Master knew how to keep her right on the edge but these people did not know her as well as he did. She was about to bust despite her trying her best to prevent it. Suddenly she heard a loud smack - and felt nothing!“I said I didn’t want this slut to cum until I was ready! Now pay attention you fucking. As I came around the corner there was her mom laying on a long chair in a white bikini. I watched for a while scopeing out her entire body as she was so fucking hot. I finally walked up and ask if Dawn was home and she said the girls were up at the lake closing up the cabin for the winter as in minnesota there were few hot days left before geting cold.As she got up she walked in the back door and said come on in, talk to me. we talked a little as she headed up stairs and as I followed she said. I would have preferred pumpkin pie, but didn't question his decision.Isaac's mind eventually failed him, but before he returned to his world of quiet isolation, he made a remark that will amuse me every time I think of him."Kelley, I suppose that analogy to a horse being ridden hard and put away wet had a sexual connotation?" Yes, Uncle Isaac, I was in a state of afterglow, and it was made on the spur of the moment. I hope it didn't offend you," she said, obviously delighted that he had called.