I was surprised you wrote as much in them about Michelle as you did. I figured it would be totally circumspect like with Tanya.”“I debated with my...elf on that topic and just wrote what I felt was right.”“And still nothing about that big thing.”“And there never will be. And you agreed not to mention it. Or even think about it!”“Don’t you think at some point Albert and Ashley need to know?”“At some point, I do. But it’s not up to me. And did I just confirm your suspicion?”Elyse laughed, “You did. “Hey, hey, Koady! Where you going?” My Uncle Dave slurred from behind me as I tried to walk to his house,“Ah I’m just going to the bathroom Dave, why?” Dave shook his head and pointed in the opposite direction, “Molly ran down there, could you go get her please? She’s probably in the neighbour’s yard” Molly, his cat, was down there? In the freaky arse looking woods? No wait, I can just make out little spots of light between the trees, they must be the lights from the neighbour’s house he. When her eruption subsided he pulled away and licked her crotch from her clit to her butt hole, teasing it every time he came to it. This drove her even more over the edge as she went down even further onto his cock. The warm wetness from her mouth being so deep on his member drove his head into the bed under him. He snapped back to reality and resumed his tonguing of her dripping pussy, sucking her natural juices into his eager throat. But his feast was short-lived as she stopped sucking his. Just get through this now and you can work out something else later, she told herself, without conviction.She reached for the door, her shoulders still jerking with each sob, aware of how her breasts bounced gently each time. She slid back the cupboard door and immediately saw the instrument of her coming torture. It was a thin wooden rod, three feet in length, a black leather handle at one end, a small loop of leather flopping casually against the wall.She looked at it for a moment, hardly.