Oh Mum he has got the whole thing in now.”And so it went on.“I want some now,” Kath eventually said.And so the whole thing changed round with me...fucking my wife's arse and Joan telling Kath exactly what it looked like.As I fucked Kath, Joan put her hand down and stroked her daughter's arse. It was so horny!I thus pulled out in the hope that Joan would go further.I wasn't disappointed.Joan's fingers found her daughters arsehole and she started to finger fuck her.I told Kath exactly what was. "Really, I will." But Heather had already picked up the turds and wasnow stuffing them in Tali's mouth. "Now if you yell, I'll push them downyour throat, pig." "Now then, you're going to learn to have less of anattitude young lady, unless you want something to cry about." WHACK!WHACK! WHACK! Fenton slammed his belt against Tali's soft buttocks as the girltried not to swallow the turds whole. Suddenly the barn door opened, and Fenton looked up, and hisweathered face broke into a grin. "Don!. It was only about a minute later that another car drove up to me. Not the car they'd had in Charleston, either they'd ditched that one or they had others. When the driver's window rolled down "Joe Smith" looked out at me."Get in," he said briefly, nodding to the front passenger seat. I did as I was told.We drove only a couple of hundred feet around to the back of the closed restaurant."OK, get out," he said, turning off the ignition. He pocketed the key. Again I did as I was told; he got out on. Mary got a shock.The creature that came back with her mother was unrecognisable untilshe looked carefully. What she thought at first was a girl was herhusband. His hair was braided in pigtails wrapped round each side ofhis head and he was wearing a parody of a French maid's costume, thepetticoats of which held the skirt out horizontally from his minisculewaist, but were so short that his stocking tops were visible. Heminced into the room on six inch heels and curtseyed deeply to her."Good.