The first few days, she had no idea what Lora had in mind with this half-hour of absolute stillness. But as the weeks went on, it became more and more...clear. It was a daily half-hour in hell. Today, the bladder was first. Marie struggled to keep her body still but the need to piss was strong and she clenched. That sent a shock wave through her belly and the water in her rectum and colon responded, sending waves of pain up and down her back. She raised her hips but that only made the water move. "With the documents held by your uncle, Dom Roberto and these two men testifying, the Condor will be taken and Dom Henrique will be brought to his knees." Perhaps," Ishmael muttered in a less than confident manner."Why only perhaps my sour looking friend," Pedro asked pointedly, gazing intently at his captain of the guard and wondering what he might know that had not been spoken of yet."Perhaps," Ishmael said tentatively, "because the Condor is a crafty man who obviously has resources. He has. From the day Abby gave birth to Matt, she had spent every waking moment, she could, looking after him and showering him with love and affection, with punishing him when he did wrong being one of the hardest things she had to do. Matt loved his mother dearly and treasured all the time they spent together growing up, she was more than a mother, she was a great friend that tried her best to join in with his increasingly nerdy interests.Matt was a handsome young man, he was often shy and quiet. There was no preamble. I placed the head of my cock against her anal sphincter and pressed. It was a very tight fit, but despite the tightness, with the help of more oil, I slid a good inch and a half of my cock into my granddaughter's rectal passage and she didn't flinch. She squealed and she gasped, but she didn't try to get me to stop.Waiting for a minute until she had become used to the feeling, I withdrew from her and reached for the oil bottle and anointed my cock prior to re-inserting it.