The placecould use some cleaning."My brain went back into Candi mode. I couldn't bring up all theindignities I have suffered. I finished the last dr...p of coffee and putthe dish in the sink and went upstairs to look in the closet.In the mostly empty closet was a traditional black satin maids uniform.I took the hanger out of the closet. Going through I found a black pushup bra and ruffled panties. Since the dress was so short I looked andfound some black pantyhose.I took everything in the. And Matt knew, as well, he said he didn't want children, he wanted sex, pleasure, intimacy, not offspring.But I was the adult, I was the one who was mature in all this. But I was also so aroused, so turned-on, so impassioned; all I could see was my nephew's hard cock rising up so provocatively. It was both awful and wonderful as I felt stirrings I hadn't felt in years, maybe ever.I was so distracted during dinner and after that I finally went to bed after I got my two bathed and in bed.I lay. If anything, I came here to see Cynthia have fun and maybe have my own dick sucked; not the other way round.He peered thru the hole and left.Out of curiosity I knelt down and took a peek myself thru the hole.I saw a room full of naked guys, stroking and the odd couple kissing each other.That grossed me out and I was starting to move from the hole, as guys kissing revolted me.Maybe I stared a little too long as the black cock poked thru the hole once more and touched my nose and almost went in. The orgy was in full sway but Kit was the only one whowas about to be tortured. George had selected a long, fiberglass rod that tapered to a point and wasextremely flexible. Pencil thin, the weapon could inflict severe pain but wouldnot damage the flesh permanently. He returned to face Kit who was now tremblinguncontrollably. ?Please,? she whispered. ?Don't whip me! I'll do anything you want if youwon't whip me!? ?You'll do anything I want anyway, my dear. You need a lesson in obedienceto make.