It opened easily by following her instructions.“Go tell Celia where you are going to be for the next few days, while I take this upstairs. Then meet...me outside.” We both left the ‘sitting room’; I detour to the kitchen to see Cara who was baking some of her fabulous bread and she to find her partner in crime. “Cara, this is for you as a thank you for all your hard work.”“This is too much, my Lord. I can’t take this.” She was wringing her hands on her apron.“You make the best bread I’ve ever. "I screwed up. You. Bad. Turned my back on my own kid and left you." Mizz Helen's a wonderful person." I know she is. Told me how the cow ate the cabbage, too. Sort of pushed me into leaving you with 'er, you know, and me, stupid, starry-eyed me, I was going to go to Vegas and live the good life." Her shoulders heaved. A sob. It was a sob."I guess in my train wreck of a life, that was the best move I made, leaving you with somebody who gave a shit. I just sort of hoped, whenever I thought about. "Like it like this?" he asked."Ummmm," she responded, not a lie, for once he was fully inside her the pain was entirely bearable and in fact she enjoyed the thoughts of his shaft far in her bowels."Cum for me, Marsha, with just your ass full of cock." He released her breasts and started a slow pumping which at first she wondered if she could take. He was driving farther into her than ever before and the pain was such that she began moaning, but her arousal was also intense and as his thrusts. ?Ma?am, I never thought I was! I just was brushing my hair?? Mirandalaughed harshly. ?I?m sorry, Irma, but you?re too prideful, and have beendisobedient too much lately. In the fourteen years you?ve been my slave, you?venever been worse than in the last few weeks?as if you don?t trust Miranda!? Tears welledin Irma?s eyes. ?Ma?am, it?s not that way! I adore you?I?d do anything for you!You?re my slave mistress!? She?d spenthours licking and polishing Miranda?s beautiful small body, smoother than.