I walk her toward my supernatural bathroom and lead her to the shower. I turn around as she obediently removes her meagre clothing but realise that Il... have to help her bathe. Its a good thing I turn back just in time, Ida is exhausted, both physically and mentally, and she sways under the warmth of the falls. I catch her before she faints, getting soaked in the process and finding it difficult to hold her dead weight. I sink to the ground with her in my arms, just out of the shower. Scooping. Mike is useless in many ways, seems to be in his own lost world since retiring from his international bank executive post fifteen years ago and relaxed too much, as far as Faye, Stuart our son and I are concerned. He is eighty-one and handsome in a mature, quiet way, still with a good spread of crisp white hair, very forgetful, his driving is crap, never seems to know the routes, so I do all the driving, careless in traffic and unused to the new, silver Lexus LS and it’s gadgets and as for DIY. So Rob as Priscilla shaves her whole body and begs his new mistress to fist him daily. I know since he still tells me all about his freakishness and sends me pics and videos in an attempt to turn me on enough to allow him in my presence. Since the beginning I have told my friends what a freak he was and showed them the pics he sent me of him all dressed up or jerking his half size dick. He literally shows his ass and we have a good laugh. He begs his new mistress for a good fisting each day but. After we got her set with the harness she took me over to the table in the room and forced me to bend over, allowing my growing cock to hang between my legs. I draped my arms across the top of the table and she used straps to tie them in place. With her standing behind me now I felt her begin to lightly slap my ass. She is telling me that I have been a bad boy since I want to try something dirty like this. As she talks and slaps my ass I start to feel my cock grow even more and I start to.