He did, and the manager was very apologetic, he had a note from the night manager, and he explained why his job was not running, and why the tape wasn...��t getting mounted. The night manager saw my father’s job start, and the request to mount the tape came up on his console, which meant the operators at the main console would have seen the request as well. But after twenty minutes, it was still there – it hadn’t been mounted. So he went into the computer room to see what the problem was. Well,. Mom gasped as the assault continued on her large boob, with the crook kneading it roughly. Mom tried to back away from the assault but it was no use. The crook slid his other hand into mom's blouse covered bra and grabbed her bare tit, before he released her from outside of her clothes and slapped her again. Mom hung there with tears in her eyes as the thug continued to molest the ripe tit in his hand. I looked over at my dad to gage his reaction to this latest outrage to see that he had an. Soon, she revealed her stocking tops and began to adjust the garters.“They all like this, don’t they, Caroline!?”“Yes, just look at him. He can’t resist,” Replied my wife.Staring directly into my shameful eyes, Marion goaded me: “You look like a cow, Peter. A cow being milked. I think he should moo for us, Caroline! Go on, Peter. Moo!”As the pent-up pleasure built from my balls, greedily watching her exposing her transparent white French Knickers, I obeyed…“Moo, moo, moo, moo!”The women both. He returned early, just after two in the afternoon, and in a very good mood, but said not a word about what he’d been doing or why he was in such a good mood. He let me out of the kennel and told me to prepare him a meal while he sat and watched me and did something on the computer.I watched him out of the corner of my eye, this was the first opportunity I’d had to have any freedom of movement without restraints, as I had to be able to use my hands and move around the kitchen to cook. I tried.