Each of them in turn comes over, hugs me and says thanks. I am not expecting this. It would have brought tears to my eyes if I could still cry so inst...ad some of the ladies cry for me."Thank you all," I say when they are done. "I just did what I could to keep us alive. You were the ones who held up under some of the most trying of times, you were real troopers."I look over the smiling faces. As happy as they are to be home they are still shaken by what has happened. I need to get them back on. This was not what she had expected. The only thing on her agenda for the weekend was doing the laundry.“Perhaps...it is best to go the...whole way, sir,” she heard herself say. He slapped her behind again, a little harder; the sound it made was louder.“Are you sure, Faye? There will be no turning back, and I am a kinky old guy."“Yes, I am certain, Mr. White."A finger was between her butt cheeks now.“Did you know that we have voted you best ass on this floor?” he said. Then he pressed the finger. Anything she feels as "special" when I feel her pussy is just fine with me.Now she had my shorts off too, and my cock was as hard and as full as it's ever been. She was waving it back and forth and sliding her hand up and down it's length, occasionally squeezing or twisting the head gently, teasingly. It never felt better, bursting to blast off.I pulled the leg-band aside and tugged on one of her pussy-lips.That didn't last long...off came her panties at last.It was a sloppy cavern of juices,. "I saw from her stance that she expected a formal reply and so I bowed as correctly as I could judge I should and told her that I was "at her service always."She smiled again, as if this was a foregone conclusion. "You have questions I am sure, and we have things to discuss" she said, drawing her perfect arm aside to indicate that I should follow her. We followed what I could make out was a path through the bundled cables of light until we descended into what became almost suddenly, I swear, a.