But I reallydo like riding in that big F150 with you.... You know." His voice wasmeek: just like, he thought, Mac had always liked it.-----000-----The...front doors of the grim-looking mansion were open. The two menentered. What they saw staggered them.There was the usual detritus of a Bacchanalian femdom fest. Emptychampagne glasses. Chocolate wrappers discarded carelessly on the floor.A stray pink stocking. A broken fur-lined handcuff. Soiled panties. Alarge dildo under a couch. Helium filled. . YOU AND GRANDMA... AND FROM GRANDPA... AND..." AND WHO... GRANDPA AND WHO?" I... I can't say!" How could she tell Ike that she'd seen his own wife, Aunt Tricia with her father???"YOU LITTLE SNIP! YOU TELL ME OR I'LL BEAT YOU TILL YOUR BEHIND TURNS PURPLE." Ike began to whack away at Nancy's bottom, furiously gritting his teeth. Too many things were falling into place... too fast. He was beginning to understand things that he really didn't want to understand... but the knowledge was coming,. I imagined him telling me I was a very naughty girl and had to be punished. He said he would need to fuck me hard to make sure I was not naughty again. Whilst fingering me, he pushed me back on to the desk, so I was lying down and I watched him as he went down on me. This is something I had never experienced, only read about in magazines and books, and I imagined what it would be like to have Mr Allen licking me in such an intimate way. The same way I had read with interest and curiosity in. After some time she literally shook my shoulders as I was so lost in my thoughts while watching those lovely melons that I didn’t hear her calling my name. I was dead scared and she was like what has happened to you and why are you staring like that. I was not able to speak as I was afraid so I just said sorry. But she said why sorry. I was like what She said why you said sorry? What were you looking at and why? I said, ma’am, I was just like… Deep silence… She again called my name and said.