"Lay down," came Darlene's stern command. I obeyed."Take off your shirt... NOW!" was her second order.Not hesitating, the shirt was off within seconds... When I looked back at her she was smiling and then giggled, "what's with the gray hair?" Kneeling, she rubbed her hands across the salt and pepper hair of my chest."Well, ya should have known," I laughed. "You had to notice the beard has even more gray!"Darlene bent close and brought her lips to mine, our tongues probing, testing, exploring each. I shall go in the kitchen and fix myself a drink this time, hopefully of a little more mature and palatable vintage this time.’5. Preparation‘Mistress, may I have a word?’‘Of course V, I assume it is your scenario you wish to discuss.’Mistress listens seemingly absent-mindedly before speaking.‘Very well, send in Slave M please.’M appears in the kitchen as instructed.‘Listen carefully, M. I want that worm in there prepared for Lady Victoria. Unfasten its arms and neck from the shackle collar,. He was so methodical, almost patient, as if he had all the time in the world to do this. “They listen much better in this position. See, she’s no trouble at all,” Chang said to my mom. His spanks were consistent, nearly perfect in timing. He spanked my ass, then my upper-thighs. Dare I say he was so good at what he did, I knew I knew this wasn’t the first time he spanked someone. I was “lucky enough” to feel the pain of his experience. He put his hand on my ass and I moved to get up. “I’m not. I, on the other hand, looked like I had seen a ghost. I had never felt so right and so wrong at the same time. It is difficult to explain but this was one of those rare acts where the body simply wins over the brain hands down. If my brain had anything to say, my body was definitely not listening.I saw uncles lund slowly grow in size, moving the flesh in and out of auntie’s moist mouth. Aunty had her eyes closed. It looked like she was sucking on a semi-ripe mango. Slurping and sucking on.