By the second time it hit it, the slave was whithering in pain with tears running down its face. It begged and pleaded for Master to stop but He didn'..., he just spanked harder. Then He took the end of the wooden spoon and shoved it up into the slave's pussy as deep as He could. He started fucking the slave hard and deep with it until the slave was at the point of cumming and He stopped and took it out and made the slave clean it with its mouth. When the slave had finished that, Master took it. Somehow she managed to nip between the tables in spite of the fact that she was wearing shoes with a dangerously high heel. She seemed the perfect image of a dutiful, attentive, maid servant.Our job was to make sure that the food from the kitchens reached the side boards in the dining room and that dirty plates and dishes were removed as quickly as possible. That kept us running up and down stairs almost continuously. The bearded and mustached maid that had let me in when I first arrived was. The dinghy had clearly been designed to be sailed and did not row well. Steve's aversion to internal combustion engines extended to his tender. I'd have preferred a little more free-board, but fortunately the water was smooth. In case you were wondering, it was not practical to take Birubi into the marinaThe Orwell is quite a wide river and the flood was well under way as Steve laboured to get us across. We were aboard – I was surprised how easy it was to find her in the gloom – a little after. "The only thing I didn’t get was fucked in the ass. I guess that will come later. I do so want to feel Ken’s monster cock sliding in and out of my ass followed by an explosion of his love juice." "That is wonderful mom. Was it good for you? I hope you took charge and had your way with him. Elaine, I am glad you finally saw Sarah's mom as she really is. It has been difficult to keep this a secret around here," Dad confessed. "We go to the Combat Zone in Boston so Sarah's mom can get men to fuck.