" She laughed teasingly."As a matter of fact, I've got some for you right now." He slipped his hands under her nightgown and rubbed her big tits, pinc...ing the pink nipples until Jenny gasped in pleasure. He abandoned her tits and slowly caressed her smooth, flat stomach."Lower," breathed Jenny. "Rub me lower.He did as she asked, moving his hands lower inside her panties to her awaiting pussy. He caressed the silky, blonde hair on her cunt, rubbing it between his fingers, feeling its soft. ”“Suit yourself. Our daughter’s virtue is safe in my hands.”Jake meant it, too. Just not in the way that his wife intended. Still, he was a little worried about her behavior. She’d been more withdrawn lately, more surly, and generally avoided spending time with her husband or daughter. Which was just as well, given that her husband was fucking her daughter, but still, it kind of hurt to see the person you fell in love with pull away.About an hour later, Sarah’s pill kicked in and she went to. The ‘Matron’ brought her a couple of slices of toast and a choice of hot beverages – Trudy chose to have black coffee, no sugar. After finishing off with a bowl of cereal, the ‘Matron’ led the girls to an area at the back of the house where there were showers. The women removed their dressing gowns and nylons and stepped into the showers to purify as much as wash themselves. As Trudy stood under the warm water which helped to truly bring her back awake she half expected the fun and games of the. As I puzzle over this knowledge a voice behind me says: ‘Do not be puzzled, Catriona, this is your grove, the grove of your own thoughts.’ Yes, of course! The grove I escape to when the pain and misery grows too much, the place in my mind where I find peace amid the confusion and violence. I turn to see who spoke, and there is a man standing there, he is naked. Somehow I know I have seen many naked men, endless successions of them, old men bent and withered, young men pimpled and anxious,.