He ate a sandwich in the kitchen.Sara walked into the kitchen as he finished up, she told him the laundryon the line could be brought in now, folded a...d put away. Then to findher for more chores.She was still quite stern, his comment had really annoyed her and shewas teaching him a lesson. Billy took the laundry basket outside andremoved the clothes from the line, he knew the short dress was liftingnow, exposing the panties Krissy gave him, but no one was around tonotice, he still kept tugging. Gaand” from Anil excited me further. Our thighs collided with each other with a vengeance sending strange sounds of “fach..fach..fuch…fach” throughout the room.After few strokes of his penis, he suddenly stopped & became rigid. I felt the rapid throbbing of his rigid cock tearing the walls of my anal hole apart & subside gradually. He unloaded all his stuff inside my butt. Warm sticky cum oozed out of my buttocks & left a white trail on the inside of my milky white thighs to the sofa seat.The. Each of us dealt with our grief in our own way. The girls needed a lot of physical reassurance – but both Connie and I could deal with that. A stranger would not have been able to. Household chores – something I dreaded trying to get a handle on — drifted slowly into a different pattern or direction, but it was only a few degrees different than the one Rachel had always taken. Menu planning was perhaps a little different – and there were a few missteps as Connie discovered – sometimes the hard. .Eventually we were both washed and cleaned like we had never been before and we were fucking cold too. But the girls finally relented and let us back in the house.Even so they made us their servants, fetching them things and kneeling before them and they even tied my mates hands behind his back with his socks and fondled his cock and forced him to drink beer and more beer and more beer until after a while he needed to urinate and they forced him to urinate into his cats litter tray. I must.