My orgasm was slow to happen Master, it is always that way with anal play when i cannot stimulate my clitoris as much as i like to. My nipples were ve...y hard and i could feel them rubbing against the sheets as i rocked myself onto the two shafts buried deeply inside me.I eventually began to feel myself building towards my orgasm, the toys moving freely now as my body accepted them more willingly. The stimulation exciting me, as did my thoughts of my Master watching, assessing my behaviour, and. “Well honey, don’t tell your parents I said this, but I know how much they are always bugging you. It seems they don’t give you time to be a k**, but then again, you not a k** anymore…you’re turning into a beautiful young lady.”I flew into his arms, and start kissing him all over his face while yelling, “Thanks Grampa!” I then gave him one of my-serious- looks, and asks, “What do you mean, I’m not a k** anymore? I still am one!”He pulls me onto his lap and explains, “Trisha, I notice your body. “Changed your mind yet?”She felt the growl through her back, felt the frantic moves with which he opened his trousers and shoved them down. He parted her legs with his, forceful and lost to all reason. But still she felt the controlled care with which he entered her, the almost painful restraint he leashed his desire with as he allowed her body to adjust to his invasion. She turned her head to meet his mouth in a sweet kiss.“We can do slow later.”Permission silently asked and granted he let go. Marshall. Mrs. Marshall. And the little girl...”“Karen,” Gillian said, “and I’m Gillian.”“You never came to see me,” Dulcie said gently.Gillian might have bridled at the words, but Dulcie’s tone was not an accusation and she could sense the love behind them.“I know...” Gillian stopped, “I ... I’m sorry.” she finished, eventually.“No need,” Dulcie said, “why don’t we see what Karen’s up to?”They walked together, slowly, down the aisle towards the sanctuary. As they got closer, they could hear.