Thinking quickly, Silmaria reached out and grabbed the next servant running past, who happened to be Margle. The woman was so panicked she didn’t ev...n give her usual sneer of distaste when she saw Silmaria. “The Barracks! Go to the Barracks and bring the guards, quickly!” Margle nodded and with a wordless cry, rushed down the halls. Silmaria turned and took a deep breath. She willed her feet to move forward and did her best not to shake. She hoped the men couldn’t see her tremors, because she. Her mum working her slutty cunt while I was delving into her poop shooter. She was a bad, bad young girl. We were bawdy lustful adults. She was enjoying the double barrelled fun too much. She was writhing and squirming and getting beautifully obscene as she mouthed off:“Oh fuck you two ...you bitch...you bastard... give it to me...deeper you arseholes...spread me...fill me...oh yeah...mmm...oh shit that’s’ good...more ...don’t you dare stop...oh fuck...Oh my. My size is more than average but i can not stay hard more then 6 minutes,Andrea keeps repeating that she is happy and sexualy satisfied as it is, like the vast majority of women she need a clit solicitation to achieve orgasm.At the beginning we use to have sex every day then slowly the rate dropped to once a week,i always try to initiate it but there is always an excuse to put it off,she is losing interest in sex.Andrea keep saying that my performances are enough for her but i think she is. I know I did. I argued and talked back because I didn’t think they were always right. Was I wrong to do that? Debbie didn’t like it when argued with her Mum and Dad, but I couldn’t help it. Maybe this was more about respect, and status in the family?‘Your letter was very sweet, Mark. Maybe I could keep it as a sort of – reminder – of how you wanted to make things right…?’‘Um, yes – yes, of course, Rebecca. I’d be pleased if you would keep it.’She gave me a kiss on the cheek.‘Thank you,.