He heard Becky?s voice and looked to her. She was talking in some kind of dialect that he didn?t understand. Her eyes seemed to pierce him and suddenl... he felt as cold as the rubber boot he was holding. He seemed to be shrinking, he heard Angela gasp. He never spoke as Becky?s spell took control of him. He felt his body seem to fall in on itself. Lower and lower he went. He could still see but now his vision was limited to a what seemed like looking up a long tunnel. At the end of that tunnel. I’d return to being behind you, and slowly insert the longest, thickest dildo I could buy. It fills your pussy to the limit.I fuck you with it until you can’t stop coming – you beg me to stop, you are in ecstasy! Your fingers cannot leave your clit.Still kneeling, I handcuff your hands behind your back – it makes your small breasts so pert, and I put clamps onto your, by now, even longer nipples. Then I suck on them.Then, back in front of you I’d tell you to suck my cock, which is now really. "Thank you very much."The maid smiled and left the room."Bless their hearts," said Mark.Victoria nodded. "Just the pick-me-up we need." She raised her glass. "Here's to us, my precious husband." To us, my darling wife."They both took a sip. "Yum!" they said together.Victoria chuckled. "I think it's catching. Dickie and Wendy were doing it too. Hey, do those French windows lead anywhere?"Mark went and looked. "Yes," he said. "There are steps down to the garden. Shall we take our drinks. "Oh, Megan, I'm so sorry. I really screwed up this time. Please forgive me." The two young women embraced. "When I got home last night, I thought for a long time. Then I talked to my mum. After all, she's known Greg his whole life. She's his older sister, for God's sake. She straightened me out on a lotta stuff. She told me how I got almost everything wrong. She's nothing but happy about you and Greg. She said when she saw you together at my birthday party, she thought the two of you were.