Could she haveher own little prod??? One with pretty pink ribbons on??Her sisters married and left the home, mercifullyshowing no signs of selina?s si...kness. Father died and Brother became Master.After ten years Selina became effective, if not titular , Mistress of the house. Her mother suffered. The day of her Father?s funeral Selina ensured thatafter the burial she had time alone with her Master. She had knelt in herhobble skirted, black silk dress and used her mouth on Him. Her hands. Some, where the roof had leaked, the water had got into the material and the clothes were covered with mould, others were surprising dry and in good condition. We laughed and joked over our finds while we drank our tea. I declined the offer of a box of old rag dolls. "You might want them in a few years time," Jean suggested."Not much hope of that at the moment," I replied."No one special at the university then?" Nope. I don't really seem to get on with girls. Seem to say the wrong things at the. .. “Um, the left side” (that was the side my cock was resting against, I didn't do it on purpose) “Well, lets see how bad it is. How bad does it hurt when I do this?” She massaged the muscle that was pulled, and in the process made contact with my cock, making it twitch visibly. “Yeah that hurts pretty good, like I told the nurse I pulled it pretty bad” “I can see that. How did you pull it again, injuries like this happen mostly on ice falls and people slipping.” She looked up at me, her eyes. He then pulled me to my feet. Jas spun me around took me by the neck and bent me over at the waist. I was face down and ass up over the foot of the bed. “I didn’t fuck you like I wanted before. This time I’m taking the pussy like I want it. Now turn around and undress us," he said. He bent over and untied his boots and took them off. As he stood up, I reached for his ARMY t-shirt, pulling it over his head and off his body. He was so big and muscular, sexy, tall and smelled so damn good. I come.