“We are extending our run today. You haven’t even been sweating the last couple days.”Something was different today. She looked a little differe...t. Felt that way too.“It was raining. How would you tell the difference?”“I’d know.”Oookaaayy... “Don’t give me that look. Lengthen your stride a little. We still will start out slow.”Our fifty-minute start of the day on easy mode, became ninety on hell mode ... Walk five minutes, jog five minutes, sprint five minutes, jog five then restart the cycle.. .. For you too cum?"Nona - "Yes, it was too cum, especially for a girl who did not have so much experience in life, she was too cum"Translator - "How Was It Tried and Smelled Like?"Nona - It was very different, it was sweet, it was salted, it was very sour, it was very hot. All the different, some were tasteless when they were all together, It was not so good because a cum would alter the taste of another cum, Because of different preferences I wanted to crash or collapse. "Translator - "Have. ” I pleaded with him.“Sumthin’ wrong with your hearing? Take your damn clothes off and do it nice an’ slow.”I really wasn’t in any position to argue the point or plead for mercy with him standing in front of me with his robe open and his hands on his hips with the silent threat in the air that if I disobeyed him he would go tell my mother and maybe even worse so reluctantly and slowly I pulled my school shirt over my head and dropped it on his sofa.“Okay, boy, that’s a start. Keep goin’”I was. Nanny had lifted her black pleated skirt out of the way and was rubbing her own pink slip against the Maid’s white slip. Justine could feel the heat of Nanny’s stiff protrusion pressing against her white slip. This made the front of the Maid’s white slip bulge. This was not unnoticed by Mother and Mistress who were sitting close together on the sofa. “There seems to be a very un-ladylike tent in the slip,“ said Mother, “Lift up her slip slowly, Nanny,” “She is not the only one with a tent,.