They proceeded to carry me back into the lounge, fingering my tight holes all the way back to the lounge, where my husband was patiently sitting and t...ok turns fucking me wildly, as my husband sat next to me, watching as I rode both cocks. The final act of submission included both guys double penetrating me and coming inside both tight holes, whilst my flummoxed husband looked on at his slut wife. They left me on the sofa in post orgasmic bliss and left promptly. Hubby fucked me ferociously,. '" Wow!" exclaimed Vonda. "Sounds like something out of Charles Dickens."The novice nodded. "Social Services took me into custody. The sisters petitioned the courts to let them raise me, since it was obviously my mother's desire. The judge agreed."At the same time, they petitioned that they change my name to Angela, since they thought I looked like an angel."The court denied that claim, using the same logic, that the sisters used. It was my mother's choice of name. They honored that wish."My. ..”.“No, not now ... I do have to, um, use the ladies again, though...” she said, blushing a bit herself as she walked away toward the back passage where the two restrooms were. She could hear Patrick following, so she stopped, looking at him curiously, “Oh, um, I need to go too...” he said, his face extremely red, and his hands held a bit protectively over his front.“Oh ... I bet” she said happily, continuing on her way, stopping when she saw the women’s restroom was now being cleaned. “Oh .... "Get the punishment stool, Mabel," Mildred snapped.Mabel shivered with fear. "Oh, no, Ma'am--not that, please not that!"Mildred picked up a short whip off her dresser top, shook it, menacingly. "Don't make me angry, Mabel!"Mabel shivered again as she went to a closet, dragged out a bizarre piece of furniture. It was something in between the kind of vaulting horse that was used in gymnasiums and an old-fashioned praying pew. The top was covered with leather and it had four sturdy, sloping.