Thankfully she was quite adroit at using a radio – she had her own battery-operated portable fm radio that was always by her side, as was the old fa...m dog Rufus. Sometimes daddy would get frustrated with her and the radio. If she didnt turn it off when he asked, hed take it from her and place it on a high shelf out of her reach. Fortunately for both of them she was rather obedient and rarely crossed her father on purpose. If daddy drank too much from certain bottles, hed sometimes react a bit. Both of them secretly wondered if the men would go through with it, but then they thought, Why Not? They are guys after all and guys get turned on by what they see. Especially if it was all new and Sexciting! Linda mentioned to George that Mark and Lilly were coming over that Saturday night for a barbecue and then they wanted to swim in their pool. George liked Mark and Lilly and was all for idea. While he didn't want to say anything out loud, he was glad they had company coming over. It. " Russia must be a hell of a place if she'd rather spend Christmas somewhere she doesn't even speak the language rather than there." Russians don't celebrate Christmas until January 7th." Marcus' voice interjected as he jogged to a halt beside them. "In line with the Julian calendar." I see the speaking clock is back in working order, at least." Shawna offered, and Marcus opened the door for them. He didn't smile at the comment, though. "Hey, Grouch... no smile for me today." What's to smile. I leant forward and placed a kiss on her puckered hole, probing gently with my tongue until it parted at which point I darted my tongue in and out, fucking her with it. I carried on until she'd had enough. She pushed me away and stood up. I was instructed to lie an the bench face up, my wrists and ankles were bound. My dick stood up lika a flagpole. .'Did I instruct you to get hard?' Mistress asked, swiping at me with a crop. I replied that she had not and that i was sorry. With that she lashed.