Shannon, it doesnt look good. He said as he got about half way down the steps. Fran was standing at the bottom of the stairs looking bewilderingly at ...he three inches of water on the basement floor. He was a couple of steps above her and could see down the front of the shirt she was wearing. Her not to large breasts were clearly visible to him. He could clearly see the beginnings of her areola. Oh what is it now? She moaned, almost in tears. It was at that moment a low slowly building rumble of. She might say hi and I would say hi back, but that was it. Brian continued his teasing and pestering, but it lessened when I started ignoring his comments. Then school was out, and it was a welcome respite from the uneasy scene.Beth and Hans visited us for a couple of weeks, arriving a few days before Christmas. Like everything in my life at that time, I was of two minds about their visit. On the one hand, I loved skiing with Hans. He wasn’t afraid of going off the trail to find fun ledges to. When she opened her eyes, she wasn’t all that surprised to see Walt standing there, with his robe open, and holding his own fully erect morning wood in one hand, tapping her on the face with it to wake her up.Through bleary eyes she mumbled, “Seriously, Walt?”He said, “Yep. Let’s get started,” nudging the tip of his cock against her lips.Colleen grudgingly opened her mouth and Walt leaned forward, shoving his stiff prick in. Then he flipped the covers off her tits, noticed that she slept naked. “Since we have three dominants for the week,” explained Jane, “I captured a couple of extra slavegirls.”Cinny grinned up at Faith. “Isn’t it so exciting?”Linny grinned at her too. “We’re going to be slave sisters.”This was an unexpected turn of events. She never would have thought that Aunt Jane would do something like this to her own daughters. But then again, she thought, her own mother had just treated her like a slave. Anything seemed possible these days.It was also a surprise that her.