“What are you waiting for! Undo my skirt now. My arse is so sticky; I want it refreshed immediately!” I hurried leaned up from my kneeling positio..., put my arms about her waist and fumbled with the buttons of her skirt at her rear. My head resting on her soft voluptuous belly, as I fumbled with the tight buttons. I heard the cane cut the air and felt the sharp agony as it bit into my arse.“Get a move on! I haven’t all day!” Despite the sharp pain in my arse, my cock throbbed as I enjoyed being. Jon's had it positioned on the floor between some ropes so that he can tie me down on it once I've knelt down and impaled myself on it. The ropes hold me back with my wrists tied to the floor behind me.Jon ties me in place, switches it on and then leaves me to it. The first time that I used it I'd cum 4 times before Jon came and switched it off.It wasn't long before Jon had to go home, but he told me that I was staying there another week on my own. Wow! I'd miss Jon, but I knew that I could. .. I can scarcely breathe myself! He didn't raise her dress at all ... he couldn't allow himself to see her beautiful body until she was his wife! I shouldn't even be doing this ... but I can't resist... When Diana stepped out of her panties, Charles picked them up ... they were so wet! He smiled to himself as he brought them to his face and inhaled lightly. He groaned at her scent ... she smelled so sweet and ... musky. So much more enticing than what he could recall...Charles saw the look of. What I don't think mother could accept was that the blood line of the females in our family were very sexual, right down to me and another female cousin of mine who was pregnant at fifteen, with as many as ten who could be the father and who continued to have sex with all of them until another little girl entered our blood line, she was christened Alisha.'Pack a shoulder knapsack' mother instigated, and when queried I was told we were going over to look after her's sister's estranged husband.