I peered through the keyhole I could see she was in bed and the sheets were being ruffled around but I couldn't really see much I had to know if she h...d seen my masterbating . I stood by the door to the sitting room and looked in I could see the couch where I had been but not the TV , I had an idea we had CCTV in the day room so I just manoeuvred it so it showed the entrance by the door I rerouted the feed of the CCTV to the TV so I could see outside the door but they couldn't see the TV. " You might be surprised," Ophelia said with a grin."Did- did you get away okay?" I asked. "From home, I mean." I doubt mum will even notice that I'm gone," Ophelia spat as dadreturned with tall glasses of sparkling wine for the three of us."I know you're only seventeen, both of you," dad said. "But I figureit's Christmas, and one glass isn't going to kill you. If you'd ratherhave something non-alcoholic-" This will be absolutely fine, thank you," Ophelia said, sipping herwine. "Shall I bring. [ part 1 ]Alice MarchantIt was into this atmosphere that Alice Marchant was born in 1862, her childhood and teenage years spent learning all about the running of St Saviour’s, that one day she would inherit. During her wonderings around the buildings and grounds, she would enjoy watching the children being punished. When she was older, she always took an active part at the special punishment parades, held in the great hall every Friday night.Special, because the punishments were much more. Pulling her to her feet, I bent her over the arm of the sofa. I rubbed the head of my cock on her juicy cunt and just drove it balls deep in her fuckhole. Once I got a good rhythm going I reached between her legs found her swollen clit. When I started fingering her clit in time with fucking her she started cumming and kept cumming. A low moan from Ardy slowly became a loud grunt as I slammed my cock into her. When I shoved a finger up her asshole she started screaming out nasty words, bucking.