"I know! I regret it more and more and you can still pull out - say you are feeling unwell or have to go away suddenly. I won't blame you one little b...t." We gave our word, Uncle and I'm not reneging and I'm certainly not lying to anyone, even those unspeakable villagers. You agree, don't you, Bea?"Beatrice, by now tucking into a plate of eggs and bacon, again nodded her agreement."Beats me how you stay so slim, Beatrice, eating all that fattening stuff. You never seem to stop."Beatrice paused. I laughed.“Bloody Hell, David. You could warn a girl she’s meeting the parents.”“You’re just lucky my mom’s not here,” I called from the bathroom.“He’s right,” Dad said. “Have a seat. I need to know your intentions towards my son.”“Completely impure, I’m afraid,” Aubrey shot back.I heard Dad laugh. Aubrey was no shrinking violet, and it sounded like they were getting along. I slipped in and grabbed my boxers and put them on under my towel, a nifty trick I’d learned in LA, surfing. I got dressed. "Neither of us was able to make the words out that she said but we knew she said something. We were too busy with the experience to care. Until...A terrible pain came over both of our bodies. It was like our entire bodies were on fire and we lie on the floor writhing in pain. We screamed and hoped that the pain would be over or that we would die quickly. The pain went on for hours. It would stop and them come back up again. We eventually passed out.When we woke, we saw that Mistress Elizabeth. After a couple of minutes, Carol said, “Ride the horsey ... I wanna ride the horsey,” so I took her by the waist and flipped from being on her back facing the pillows, to being on my back, facing the door. This inertia of this motion caused me to push in a bit farther, causing me to groan as I may have never groaned before.Carol, staying impaled on my dick, sat up and started to play with my nipples, getting me even closer to climax. She started her back and forth and I bucked like a horsey,.