..What are you....?" C'mon, honey, you were lookin' over here, and it grew, baby, it felt you little eys, and he just started growing..." Oh...well..I...m sorry...I guess..." I was stumbling into the reality that Cecil had just unveiled."I didn't mean nothin'. Sometimes I have to..." Uh........... okay."Now there was a quiet in the room of a completely different dimension. Five minutes of silence. Dead air, as my mom described it when her voice deserted her at the mike.Five full. I marched back straight, projecting confidence. Fatigue melted away from me as a curious exhilaration tingled through me. An eagerness to discover Ava's whereabouts. Her delicious, nubile body filled my mind, the memory of her incestuous activities animating my extremities. Fingers twitched and my cock swelled.Such a sweet delight to enjoy.I reached my audience chamber. I hated the theatrics of it, the throne carved of garnet and set with the griffon of my house, wings spread side over my head,. Made a suggestion." Go on," prompted Ruth."Well not a suggestion as such, she caned us both," Lorraine rather blurted out."Caned you, like on your bums?" asked Ruth, almost incredulously."Yes, and it fucking hurt but a bit later we both started to feel randy and basically we have been fucking ever since." God, maybe John and I should see this woman," Ruth said half laughingly."Isn't your sex life good then?" Non-existent more like," replied the fifty-eight-year-old Ruth."Maybe you should then,. I don't force it on anyone unless they want it. But she failed to realize that I had been planting the seeds at our first rendezvous and I knew that plant would grow. She messaged me one morning where I had off and the house to myself. I invited her over and she quickly agreed.We met at a nearby store and she had a weird look on her face. "Are you OK? You look worried or something?" She said, "No everything is fine. Just don't know what to expect." I told her to relax, that we had met once.