I was given the kids' room because I was a guest. The kids were forced to sleep on the living room floor. They really did not seem to mind. They seeme... so glad to see me I felt ashamed of what I had back home. It felt good to share this time with them. My time meant so much to them and cost me so little."Uncle Alan, can we go to the mall tomorrow?" Lynn asked."Why of course we can." I said this without my sister's approval but I couldn't imagine her objecting.That night we had a wonderful. “Come my horny little slut. Let’s see what other tasty treats can be found, and maybe you can get your wish.”“Yes, Master.” The hands on Nina’s breasts gave them another firm squeeze, then pulled her nipples as the voice in her ear said, “I enjoyed reddening your ass, slut. Maybe next time I can whip these beautiful tits.” Her tongue licked Nina’s ear and was gone as the hands left her breasts. She felt a final caress of her now tender ass and the mysterious slave was gone.Scott was still. " Kitchen!" Ed said.The kitchen was full too. Mrs. Mendoza was standing like a general on a battlefield, surveying her troops. The operation was Christmas cookies, and it apparently required many hands for the effort."Scotty," Mrs. Mendoza said, and held her arms open. He got a kiss on the cheek and a squeeze from the woman who had been like a second mother to him after Mrs. Delgado. "I'm happy you'll be here for Christmas Eve dinner with us." I wouldn't miss your cooking for anything Mrs. M.,". ”“Just when I am starting to get the advantage we have to take another break!” complains Louisa half jokingly.“OK, let’s just grab a drink and then go on to the end!” replies Bertha.The two fighters take a very short break just to grab a drink and then go back to the fight. After nearly 2 hours of wrestling Bertha's age is now beginning to really tell and her energy and coordination are suffering. Louisa senses the increasing weakness in her teacher and fights with renewed determination to try.