And for my tea. Enough even to ask strangers for some.”“No problem,” Cheryl said.“You're very welcome. Enjoy,” I added, trying not to squirm...in my seat.My conversation with Cheryl progressed without incident, as I was apparently able to hide my nervousness and excitement from her, as well as my attempts to scoot the napkin on the floor closer to my feet while I figured out a way to pick it up. I wondered if it was a signal, maybe with something written on it or contained inside. I was just. .”The next morning I decided that it would be best if I kept a low profile. HL had remarked at supper that Joan had seemed a bit off and wondered if I knew why. Well of course I didn’t. So I went into town, wandered about a bit, no host of daffodils, it was too late for that, and eventually sat down at a table outside ‘Perk of the Town’, and ordered coffee from Sandy, who was one half of the couple that ran it. The other half was Julian, who looked after the cooking side, producing lots of. ”Our hands started rubbing his cock then licking and sucking it. We took it in turns to take it deep into our throats. Poor daddy didn’t stand a chance.We didn’t let him cum though, twice he got close but we backed off and let him recover before B straddled him and lowered herself onto his cock. She’d only lifted then lowered herself 4 times before daddy groaned and B dropped down so that he was as far in her that he could go. She kissed him all over his face as his movements told me that he. Her torture session will start at 2:00.We leave Vicky in the living room, pretending to watch TV, while we all repair to the dungeon for final instructions. The events of the evening are scripted for us, so we all know our part in the proceedings. The boys then go out to play a round of golf. We are to get everything and lunch ready. Vicky is to be left alone, in Robert's bedroom, to consider her fate. She will be restrained and fit with a spreader bar. She may watch TV, but we are to have no.