I gaze at Jim and wonder what Mammy would make of me lying on the seashore with a glove-caressing jackeen’s fingers roaming into my garters and beyo...d. What would she say to my hands powering over his maneen, snug inside his trousers? She’d be skittery with rage, to be sure. And Uncle Tommy? Well, he’d beat the thunder out of me and no mistake, like he did over Willie Mulvagh. He took out his stick and left me purple and raw and running for the first train out of Galway. Yes, Mammy and Tom. I also did not want to remain in the room next to them. I put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and ran out of the house, slamming the front door as I exited. I just wanted to be alone. I looked around and then remembered the old tree house Dad made for me years ago. I climbed up the tree and entered the tree house; it was still usable even if a bit small for my comfort. I lay down on the wooden floor and just remained quiet, and then started crying again, picturing all of my very unhappy. I began by telling her how it was to be done she initially refused of course but not offering her anyway to refuse I began to carry out my idea. My plan was not complicated I had A dress in her sexiest most revealing lingerie as i bound her hands behind her back and placedher on her knees in the entry way of their home. Z had purchased a collar and leash for me to place on her sister for this exact moment when her husband arrived A wasto be sucking my huge swollen cock as her husband walked in.. I knelt down in front of her and gently rubbed the front of her pants, she gasped and said "I can't" and I replied "Yes you can" and continued to rub her.After a few minutes I unbuttoned her pants and they fell to the floor I brought my fingers up her leg and rubbed the front of her cream panties. I lifted up each leg in turn and took her pants off, standing up I went to kiss her and she grabbed me so tight as I snogged her face off, I ran my fingers over the front of her panties and she moaned.