Ronald slipped a couple of fingers of lube up the crack of my behind and said 'I knew you would lead the way,' to the grey head fellow. The gentleman ...urned me around and bent me over a bad stool. His penis was a lot harder than I thought it would be, he rammed his sex tool up my butt with no mercy, I cried out in pure pain, my butt hole wasn't ready to be tortured like that. Another gentleman came around to my head adjusted my face and stuck his wrinkle penis in my mouth and demanded 'suck. The satchel was made of leather but the bottom and sides were hardened steel. No one was going to cut a hole in it in order to steal its contents.“Gods above,” Celestine said as she looked down into the open top.“What is it?” Jonathan asked. He had followed the maid’s suggestion that he remain near to the door.“Take a look,” Celestine offered.Jonathan peered into the bag and jerked his head away almost immediately. There was a crossbow bolt staring back at him from inside the satchel.“How does. At this stage nothing unusual had happened and Jim had not tried to touch or grope me, I was actually a little disappointed. When we returned to the living room Mavis was ready to go and picked up her coat and made her way out. As he was leaving Jim came over to me and whispered “I will be back to see you soon, Dave has told me all about you” and as he spoke he reached forward and kissed me on the lips at the same time gently cupping my tits in his hand and giving them a little squeeze.I tried. One of the brastraps was down over her arm allowing a nipple to poke out of the notvery substantial garment. She was kneeling in front of a man who waswearing only boxers and a bulge. In the next picture, her bra was off,and her hand was the man's thick erect penis. I would stare at thosepictures while I masturbated, but in my mind, sometimes I was the man,sometimes the woman, and sometimes the woman was my Mother! Yeah, I wasjust a teensy bit confused.Well, back to Christmas morning. Mom.