.” I managed to avoid the slap this time, or so I thought. I moved quickly, only to have a book fly off a shelf and hit me square in the nose. And t...e book was moving pretty fast.I rubbed my nose, watching Lindsey grin. “Thank you, Miss Agnes. Think if we half beat him to death, he’ll catch on?” Another book flew off the shelf, stopped just short of my nose, and fell gently to the floor.Lindsey grinned again. “ I think we’ve got his attention. Now you listen to me, big brother. Jen loves you,. ..I guess so."She moved to the end of my bed and watched as I took off my shorts again. I tried to get a boner but for some reason I couldn't get it up. She must have noticed because she said "Looks like you need some help, let me help you." She grabbed my dick and started beating me off. Her small hands wrapped around my dick felt so good I was about to cum right then. Then I felt her mouth around it, sucking my dick, warm, slippery, and delightful."Oh my gosh ang, that feels amazing!" Your. "I am 63 and they treat me like that," he said to his partner. "It never should have happened. He has no respect. It disgusting."The young man nodded and the forger pulled out his tape measure; he was not going to see his wife, children and grandchildren for days, he just knew it but if he failed Mr Doszak he would never see them again."I'll order a pizza for us," his young apprentice said. "We ain't getting any tea are we?"Oliver glared at his brother. "Are you off your soddin' trolley? You. That should have been it though. It should have been just another woman she disciplined and then moved on. It wasn’t like that, though. She knew part way through the session she fancied Sharon and wanted to see her again. Making out wasn’t something the house rules allowed but she broke them; willingly. She had a role to play though. That was first and foremost. After that she would have to see how it played out. Sharon rang the doorbell. Miss Emily answered it quickly with a stern smile. .