In a quiet quivering tearful voice I said, "Yes I understand, I'm verysorry nanny I don't know what keeps coming over me to say what I do."Still tryin... to make myself comfortable as she began her onslaught overone already painfully beaten backside, telling me once again what anunappreciative sissy I am. I don't remember how many strokes of the brushI received while trying to stay as still as I could while crying like thesissy baby I'm sure they want me to be. Next thing I was lying face. ‘Come in!’ she yelled. John Francois walked in, the epitome of the word ‘debonair’. ‘Good afternoon, Makena. Can I speak to you for a minute?’ Makena wanted to roll her eyes. How many different ways do I have to say ‘you can’t have my goodies’ for him to get it? ‘How can I help you?’ she asked. John sat, uninvited, into one of the seats in front of her desk. He pulled out several menus. ‘Which one of these five star restaurants should I take you to tonight?’ he boldly inquired. Makena’s jaw. I had been stroking my hard cock for quite a while and must've been quite engrossed in the video, nobody was around so the volume was up. I ejaculated (at the time I was quite a heavy cummer) as I came i turned my head to one side to see my MIL disappearing out of the door ! I just about had heart failure, I slammed the laptop shut and looked in the hall to see her go in to the kitchen. I quickly ran upstairs to grab some clothes and get cleaned up and returned to find her sat in the kitchen .. Then we went for the second round.When I arrived back indoors some time later I found Her Loveliness fast asleep in front of the television. She had, as she usually did, three cats draped over her.The next morning Kate and the rest of the family had packed up and left for wherever before I was properly aired and breakfasted so I didn’t see her again.One of the reasons I had wanted to get the shepherd’s hut finished was that I had a proper job to do, that is, one that someone had agreed to pay.