Drained I let loose of her head and she licked the cum from her lips and it seemed to cause her pussy to thrill or something because she pulled him do...n and kissed him with our cum smeared on her face, he shyed at first but when she forcefully pulled herself up to his face and kissed him he seemed to relent and kissed her and soon he was hammering his cum into her again as she gazed at me and I could tell that she was blackened for life by the way she pulled him to her as he cum and tensed. I tried to back away – but Grandpa kept me tight.I started to sob, as I just knew that my cunny was going to hurt after this. Already every now and then my cunny hurt when I went for a peepee after Grandpa had pushed a tiny thin steel rod inside my peepee hole. My uncle came over first, with a bottle of beer. He took a big sip, then pushed the bottle into my cunny. He then asked the other two to lift me up. I thought I would be standing on my feet, but they tipped me up so I was nearly on. On the sixth day, just like the previous five, Tristan was in the middle of the forms when a beam of white light streamed down from the heavens. The outline of a man shone at the base of the light."Tristan, what are you doing?" a voice, much like Brother Michael's, asked.Tristan stopped his practice in mid form and just stared at the apparition. He shook his head several times and closed his eyes tight and then opened them again. Finally deciding that he was not hallucinating he. .., it's not like that, Mistress..., I just try to, well, make himhappy, I guess..."Pamela turned the shower on and held Sara's arm as she stepped into thebathtub. While Sara stood under the showerhead, with her eyes closed,Pamela used a washcloth to gently scrub Sara's body."Pamela, dear, you're not finished yet," Sara said after Pamela set thewashcloth down and reached for the shampoo."Why..., I don't understand, Mistress..." Really, my dear chambermaid," Sara said with a laugh. You do know.