I listened and listened. Corrin never called my name.Five minutes later, Grandfather reproached. "Walter."I turned off my phone, and hung my head. "Co...ing, Grandpa." This was failure and humiliation. Not. At. All. Fun.I entered Corrin's den, greeted with applause. Four hands spanked me, virtually. The two adults lounged on the couch, her phone between them. They shared its ear buds. Their grins were swords of Damocles. Was she eating a chocolate? He thunked the crop against the leather. You swam like a mermaid, touching each one in turn. I couldn’t catch any, but just knowing you did was enough. I focused on chasing you as you chased the fish. Of course, we were skinny dipping, so there was some kissing and caressing under the water, but then we got out a blanket and made love on the huge boulders surrounding the stream. At first you made me lie back while you licked and sucked my cock. Then, when I was about to explode, you straddled me and slid yourself onto me, slowly at. Her blond hair was curled softly, just brushing her shoulders, her bangs accenting her high forehead, her lips pouting redly in contrast. Her breasts, still in the low cut bra, were firm and high, her waist slender and smooth. Her hips flared seductively and her legs were trim and shapely. Not bad for thirty-eight, she thought, wondering how shed compare to the porno actresses that Brad was watching. The memory of her sons huge cock pumping to the sex video sent a shiver through her and she. .. sorry, I'm still new at this."I raised an eyebrow at her. "You know, you don't have to do this."She nodded her head, and fixed me with a death glare consistent with the spunky Sarah ... not the slave Sarah."I want to do this MASTER", she said with some force."Alright ... take a look at the paper in front of you then."She glanced down at the sheet of paper. Her stance was much less submissive. In fact, she was standing quite confidently ... in contrast to the hunched posture she had when she.