Ashley and Charlotte finally woke up. It had been an exhausting night for both of them, especially Charlotte. Before falling asleep, Ashley had untied...the little girls arms and legs from the bed and had covered them both with a blanket. Charlotte never woke up once. They stretched and yawned and suddenly Charlotte realized what had happened and was suddenly gripped with shyness. Ashley knew how the girl felt and said nothing. So she got up to make breakfast and Charlotte lay there wondering. Am I going to be able to hold off from cumming so damned fast? If I do cum, does that mean I AM gay or have latent gay tendencies that I will probably feel ashamed of with her? Now she's got her finger worked into my asshole and I mean it's in there and that's it for me. I am done! I cum like never before. I mean I am shooting ropes that feel like they are starting at my shoulders and running straight down my spine and out my cock!! The most INTENSE orgasm I have ever felt in my life. I. ." panic rose in Alice's voice."It really would be better if I came in, Mrs Saunders" he repeated."Of course, please" Alice showed him into the living room.The tall constable spoke, his mild country accent full of concern."Take a seat," he paused, "good, now I'm afraid your husband has been injured in a car accident, he's currently sedated in hospital. Nothing life threatening, but he's in a bit of a bad way" But he's such a good driver," she stuttered "How? When," Looks like he cornered too. .. you mean he brings other girls here?" "Yes," Betty admitted. "He's brought many here. He teaches them manners, or at least that's what he says. What he really teaches them is how to wait on him." "I don't understand?" "You will," Betty said. "Before he's done, you'll be his most willing slave." "Never!" Erica said fervently."Yes, you will," Betty said.Betty finished washing Erica's cuts. She put her arm around her."Can you stand?" she asked."I think I can. But I feel a little weak. My legs.