I had missed him a lot and, was very glad he was back, even if the timing was not the best. He took my seat and, I plopped myself in his lap and put m... one arm around his neck. After the flurry of ‘hellos’ we settled down to our meals, my bloody Mary and sausages and, a lot of talk. I had no reason to ask him anything. The greeting, being allowed to sit on his lap, his one hand on my leg, said it all – my position in his life was still safe. How I was gonna’ get around my sore bottom and, my. Sure he can, just let me stay in here for awhile. Ok mom, hey can we join you? Thinking to my self, there goes the relaxation. Sure dear, If you like. When they got into the hot tub I couldnt help but notice the huge bulge in Larrys swim trunks. I needed to move into a sitting position to give them room, exposing my beasts straining in the small bikini top. Both of their eyes quickly moved to them. After a few more minutes I felt a hand brushing against my thigh. When I didnt say. "Who on earth can that be?" asked Tim.Wendy shrugged and went to answer it. A woman in a trouser suit and a cameraman were standing there."Good morning," said the woman before Wendy could speak. "I'm Pippa Williams from the Herald. I'd like to speak to Mr Richards about the attempted jewel robbery yesterday." Well, you're much too early," replied Wendy. "He's in the middle of breakfast at the moment. He's still got to have his treatment and then get dressed. It'll be at least an hour before. It was best to just turn your mind off and wait for it to end. So I had no idea how many boys and which boys had been raping me. It was just a long parade of hard cocks. I was thankful that no one was fucking my ass. There was at least that to be grateful for.Except for the steady line of boys fucking us it wasn't as bad this afternoon. Nobody tortured me. They got a little rough, especially the way they squeezed and pulled on our tits. But there were no clothes pins. I wasn't made to suck my.