Making my way back to my room, as I wasn’t leaving till 10 am, I looked forward to at least two more hours kip. That didn’t work out at all. I cl...mbed back into bed, and was making myself comfortable when a heard a noise from next door, a noise which could only mean one thing. Ian and Anne were fucking, or would be shortly. I smiled, thinking 'lucky bastard' and tried to shut the noise out. No chance! I gave up and lay on my back listening. I was soon as hard as fuck. Anne is a woman, divorced. After giving her time to prepare her mind for the ordeal, her newly shaved pubes were parted and she was told to bend her knees and settle down until she could lift her feet off the steps. When her weight was on the pole and her feet were free, ropes from her ankle cuffs were tightened drawing her feet out to the sides, off the steps and backwards, until Grace could just touch the floor with the tips of her toes. Then her hands were taken from the ring above and clipped to a ring at the front. Why?”“I’m up at 3:00am because I make breakfast for Jessica and walk her to work. You need exercise every day, so how about if we meet at 5:00am and run together. I used to run a lot, but I stopped when I started coming to karate every day.”“Run? Me? How?”“We’ll start slow. Ask your parents if it’s OK.”“But 5:00am? During the summer?”“It’s up to you. I’m offering what I can.”“Can I think about it?” she asked.“Yes, and talk to your mom and dad, or your doctor, or both. But listen to me, please.. ..or even me & me dad! AT that thought I felt me nads tighten & me spunk spat into me dad's nasty stained,smelly undies! Stevie must've heard me grunt coz he speeded up,mumbling 'oh fuck nan yeah,juicy fucking CUNT' & I heard him growl as he flooded his shorts with his boy-load. Christ,this whole day had been nothing but us wanking,licking,sucking & SPUNKING. His bedroom was quiet apart from our panting but the familiar stench of boy-sweat & boy-jizz filled the room.We sat looking at each.