“You never ask me why, you always decide what action needs to happen.” She handed him a paddle for lesson two. “You need to discipline me. I nee... to be spanked for not doing what I am supposed to do.”Brad looked at her confused, he had never thought about hitting his mother. “I can’t spank you mom.” “Don’t look so worried” Vicki said, “If, I didn’t want this I wouldn’t have let you be my master.”Brad took the paddle reluctantly not knowing how to spank his mother. Vicki walked over to the. I was just about to leave when Fritz said,"You know that after your battalion left Bordeaux there were no more bodies found?"I asked him what he meant, and he explained that there had been bodies of murdered young boys found in the Bordeaux area, during the time we were garrisoned there. This was the first I had heard of it, and Fritz laughed."You were gebumse that French widow, and you heard and saw nothing but her fotze! The townspeople blamed the deaths on your regiment, but our officers. I basically squirmed myself to the bed as my shorts and boxers were down to my ankles. I laid her down on my sheets and I took off her sandals and shorts. I looked down and saw her black silky panties moist from being with her own brother. My cock stiffened more at that sight. I saw her close her eyes as she waited for me to finish her off. I took off my shoes and socks and let my boxers and shorts fall to the floor leaving me naked and ready to fuck my sister. I grabbed the sides of her black. "Yeah, I was hoping to have as much time to get away as possible," she told him. The road was eerily quiet and Oliver looked at her."This isn't the Manor," he told her. "This is, actually where is this?"Emma chortled to herself and crossed the country lane, pushing aside the branches of a tree in darkness by the side of the road and pushed the switch on her torch. "We are in the right place," she told him firmly and pulled herself up to the branch and then onto a wall next to it, before jumping.