I own you tonight. If I tell you to eat her pussy you will understood?"She looked at me defeated but replied, "Yes." Good, now get your ass over there..."I watched her go over to the chubby, but pretty, 40 something lady. The discussion was short and my little slut returned. The woman watched my slave return, her face red with anger."What did you say to her?" I asked."I told her that you were my master and I was your slave and that she had no right to judge me as I was just obeying my master's. I sat down on my recliner as she told me. It seemed hard to comprehendthat she could be dead. That someone as powerful and all knowing couldactually die just like everyone else. Even the great Tabitha Flint hadfallen foul to the great leveller that is death, yes even Ma'am. Helenspoke briefly and to the point about funeral arrangements, but Icouldn't get past the idea that Tabitha was lifeless. That she'd beput in a box."I'm going to miss her terribly," Helen sighed, surprising me with. It might look pretty old but any laboratory worth its salt would soon enough prove the parchment is no more than twenty years old. Sorry to disappoint you, my dear, but this is no ancient find."Father Stephen was sitting in one of Diana's more comfortable chairs - a chair much favoured by the absent and already deeply missed Fortescue. He was looking at the paper with a magnifying glass. He wondered how this document had come to be reposing in Diana's attic. He tried vainly to recall the names. She slid one heel into the waistband of his underwear and pulled down just until his cock sprung out and began rubbing his cock with her shoes.The feeling of the cool leather against his cock and the sight of his sister’s new heels being rubbed all over his cock aroused him beyond repairs as his cock began dripping precum. They were both loving this moment as this was foreplay to the extreme. She was surprised he hadn’t blown his load by now after eating her out. Suddenly they heard the.