I tried to bridge my self so that I wasn't battering the floor, this seemed to excite the old man to fuck harder. For ten minutes he sexed my butt th...n I felt him flooding my bung hole with his old spunk. He grunted like some wild a****l as he filled my butt hole with his spunk. He stood up and smiled at me and told my first attacker 'hit it again young blood, I'll be ready again in few...' My butt was on fire and I didn't want to have another fuck tool in me. I begged as I tried to scoot. .." he chuckled, "We'll put you in the dungeon. Junior! Show Unca Chuck the house."So ... I walked beside Unca Chuck and gave him the grand tour.I showed him the ground floor ... The Rooms of State ... Press Room ... Formal Dining ... Throne Room ... Formal Entrance and Grand Veranda. The rooms were sufficiently 'Royal', 20 foot ceilings, Canadian Maple and Vermont Walnut ... foot wide English chestnut flooring."Momma had these rooms added after she gave her first Press Conference and nobody. Adams excited. “Carla,” he said. I didn’t want him to have a chance to object. I interrupted him and told him, “You deserve me, and I want you to have me.” Then there was a silence and a smile. I smiled back, I began to sweat and I was shaking more visibly. I was so nervous, just like I always used to get before a game. But he always pepped me and talked me into being brave. All I could hear were his past lectures of being brave and that this would only last a moment, “Tomorrow you’ll be. Catherine, standing behind the door, took a quick step back as Anna walked in. "What's going on Michael? And where's Catherine?"I just nodded my head at Catherine who was standing behind her. Anna turned to look, but stopped as she stared at the young woman looking back at her."Catherine?" she exclaimed. "What has happened to you? You look twenty years younger!"Catherine just looked at me as she arched a single eyebrow. I could feel the 'I-told-you-so' in her expression."I thought I would try.