Since I was not very keen to taste Aunty Betty's strap again I behaved myself for the next week or so and even avoided having my legs slapped. This di... not seem to please Amanda who am sure was scheming to get me in trouble. One evening she decided to go out and really piled on the makeup. She asked me how I looked and I said fine. She said goodnight to me and gave me a very long kiss on my mouth. I was now wearing most of her makeup. No sooner had Amanda left , when Aunty Betty appeared and. I was not suspecting anything so I went upstairs to my room. After getting freshens up I thought of informing mom that I am home. I took the short cut to go the ground floor. There is a stair case from the back that goes to backyard and parking lot of the house.After coming down I started walking towards the back entrance and passed through the back window of my parents’ bedroom. There were some noises coming from their room and I thought of taking a look. What I saw stunned me. I saw my mother. I experienced a second orgasm, one amplified by his thick organ embedded in my butt, that left me panting and gasping. It must have been what he needed, too, because he got harder. He called my name and I could feel his shaft throbbing as he ejaculated.Spent he lay atop me and we kissed tender kisses. We looked into each other’s eyes and at that point my tears flowed freely. I couldn’t hold them back. Marcus worried he had hurt me or done something wrong. Tears of joy I told him.Glenn put his. Beyond the protective walls of the Hotel, they were respectable, law-abiding individuals who demanded decency from all they came into contact with. Within those Hotel walls, well, that was a different matter… He was married. His Wife, a School Teacher with an avid interest in Religious Studies, was young, attractive and vivacious – to all those on the outside world. Inside, she was curt, demanding and suffering. Her accident had changed her. Before that car had diverted down past her school and.