"Shove it to me, " Donna wailed, squirming her ass. "Don't shove it in easy and slow, baby! Ram it in me! Stab your cock right up my fucking asshole f...st!"With a grunt, Billy plunged his cock past the gripping ring of his mother's asshole. Donna squealed as her asshole stretched and widened for the hard shaft of his cock. Her cunt spasmed momentarily, and she drew her knees tight against her tits. With his cock penetrating her ass deeply, Donna clamped the ring about the base, her- asshole. "I told you to just as dad said!" Fuck you!" she screamed, "You're both monsters!" she tried to wiggled free. Roger put his hand on her belly and pressed. Amy screamed and instinctively tired to ball up in a fetal position giving Roger the opportunity to easily wrestle her in to position. "Here, shut her up." Roger caught the dildo gag his father tossed him. He moved to Amy's face, she spit in his face before he slapped her hard enough to get her stop trying to bit at him. He pushed the dildo. In the sitting room there was a television, and an assortment of books, writing kit, two large identical red and a blue, gold edged diaries, two small sofa`s and a table with two high backed chairs. On the only shelf amongst the books they found another gold bound diary this one a green one, already full, by a woman called ‘Sadie’ so they knew they were not the first slaves to have been here. They decided to read the thing later. Bed head lights supplied the only lighting, in the. ”The Count raised his eyebrows at Julie, instantly understanding the inference. “I see. Well, let’s be off then.”Zetia’s smirk wasn’t lost on Count Vee. He took my wife’s hand and guided her into the carriage, and then he did the same thing with Zetia.“Congratulations, Lady Zetia,” he said with a joltingly sweet tone, even sincere, as though he wasn’t truly surprised at the news. Her smile broadened at the polite gesture.When the women were in the carriage, he turned to me and leaned forward..