My ass isn’t what it once was, but I was hoping I had enough to pull this off.“So what are we up to Mrs. Rodgers?” “I want to rearrange a few...things in my bedroom.”“Sure”Being in my house 100 times, Jake walked down the hall and into my bedroom. I walked in behind him, trying to figure out if I was really going to go through with this or just have him move some things around and let him go home. I shut the door and locked it behind me without him noticing.“So what’s first”He seemed to be in a. I was too wet, too eager to please.He edged me mercilessly, taking me to the brink of orgasm and then leaving me there, helpless and unable to tip over the edge. I tried to close my legs to allow some kind of friction but every time I did, his finger would press insinuatingly against my asshole. When he was through with the spanking, he set the chair from the dressing table in front of the wardrobe mirror.“Sit down.”I obliged, though it hurt intensely.“You’re gonna edge yourself ten times,” he. Then shereached down with one hand and used her fingers to push my lower buttocks apartwhile she gripped the base of the dildo with her other hand.?Tanya!? Isquealed in alarm, my voice now quaking with fear. She shuffled forwardslightly on her knees and I felt something hard, cold and wet touch the insideof my buttocks, slide around for a second and then come to rest against my asshole. ?Please Tanya no!?I pleaded. ?No, I?m not sure about this, I?ve never?? mmmmhhhh, nnnnrrhh, mmmrrhhh!? My. Dead people don't bleed.Rob was terrified that Susan would end up like one of those women. He was determined that she would not end up like one of them and saw the same grim determination on his son's face. Jimmy seemed to have grown up in the last two days and it wasn't surprising. A 13 year old boy shouldn't need to do the things his son had done or see what he had seen.There had been a few minor skirmishes as they made their way toward Apache Junction. Most of the people they saw were.