I had no idea they were talking to Mom that often. “Now, how are the boys?” she asked.After the Intercollegiate and our experience with Melody’s...parents, we decided that we had to tell my folks about the boys right away. We’d sent them the same picture that we sent to Mr. Anderson and they were just as excited about having two little boys to dote over as at my having two beautiful girlfriends.“I hope you don’t mind us coming for a little visit this fall,” Mom said. “I so want to meet. I think I know what to do for you. You need to stay on your side and daddy will get you all fixed up." Okay Daddy."He then moved back over to his counter. I looked over my shoulder to watch what he was doing. He opened one of the cabinets and took out a red rubber bag. I knew then what he had planned."No daddy; not an enema. Please not that." I'm sorry baby, but I think your tummy ache is because you have gotten a bit backed up. This will fix it and you'll feel a lot better. I promise."My. “I was wondering if you could help me with my problem then.” He smiled at Brittany and she stood up from her chair and smiled back. Suddenly, she and Mr. Stanley were lip locking. They shoved each other’s tongues down their throats. Mr. Stanley’s hands were squeezing her plump ass. He felt her massive breasts press against his chest.“Hmmm,” moaned Brittany as she felt his hand cock between her legs.Mr. Stanley stops kissing and headed to the door and locks it.“Got to make this quick Mrs.. The crossbeam was fitted with a soft leather cover and was well padded --- a good thing since many hours of discipline where often administered on “Old War.” Her big brother had done an excellent job of affixing her to it. Her ankles where shackled with one-inch clips to the legs--high enough so that only the tips of her toes actually touched the cement floor. Large leather-covered cushions inserted between her knees and Old War’s legs effectively opened her ass and pussy obscenely wide. The.