"Oh aunty! Just one more time, please? I'll be quick!" "Oh Ashley, you can't want it again. Not so soon!" exclaimed my mum, her eyes were glued on his...erection as she was slowly pushed up the stairs. "I can't help it!" replied Ashley, "you are so beautiful!" as I saw him lecherously look at his mother-in-law. Despite his mother-in-law's protests (which looked pretty half-hearted), Ashley guided her up the stairs and into the spare bedroom where mum slept, closing the door behind them. I was. ’ Mrs. Williams was in charge of the girls and along with Mr. Buxton, kept Stanhope up and running. It was their job to make sure everything was done and done right. Mrs. Williams had been there as long as Charles could remember and he had heard both his father and mother comment on what a fine job she did. When Mrs. Williams spoke, people moved. As Charles entered the room, the staff was seated around the kitchen table, relaxing from their long day. They stood the moment he entered the room.. As the ropes tightened more stitches in Mariahs back ripped free, more blood flowed and more pain for Mariah to endure. She new this was nothing compared to what she was about to suffer. The two guards moved away, but unlike last time, they were in front of her where she could see them. A third guard soon joined them. He was big and well built and to Mariahs horror was carrying a vicious looking whip. The guard positioned himself in front of Mariah, was he admiring her beautiful sun burnt. Edith continued to hold my penis and she started to wash the shaft again as we watched Fred try and do the same to Bob. His skin was harder to pull all the way back and she said to Fred to be careful because you dont want to tear the frenulum. Fred rubbed his finger at the back of the rim of Bobs glans and then very gently washed the knob. How does that feel Bob? she asked, It was hurting a little but actually it generally feels nice. OK well done said Edith now lets wash off the soap. We sat.