‘We know she likes three. When the clients are gone and we suck each other, Marguerite always gets three fingers.’ Peter grabbed my chin and turne... me to face him and started to kiss me ferociously. I was moaning. He slid his hand up my inner thigh and out of the corner of my eye I saw Marguerite watching us, those three fingers pumping in and out of her. Oblivious to all but the passion between us, Peter slid his hand up my inner thighs till he reached my hot slick slit. He pulled my leg away. Thenaunty ask are u angrymy darling it is still paining. Then she took my tool in her mouth andstarted to suck and drank all cum.This way we did till 4.00 and slept naked. In the morning at 7 aunty came with abed coffee still she was naked. And waked me to have I said that I like onlymilk she told I will bring I told u have and I want your milk. I pushed her tothe bed and sucked her big boobs for milk. Then she told that u are getting latefor your work so please leave her and go to work and we. ”I thought about what Brian said about being careful if I ever confronted Mark as my head slammed into the sheetrock hard enough to leave a big dent. It would have been bigger but part of my head caught a stud and split my scalp. I was stunned but managed to make it to the living room before he caught me. I shoved the coffee table at him, catching him on his shins and he went down. I was almost to the door when he hit me in the back of the head, knocking me to the floor. I didn’t even try to. Less and less. I would feel the presence of my father the captor. Hewould be gone for days at a time. I would hear stories of battles andinvaders from a far away lands. The battles were getting more fierce.Rumors from the workers at the mansion. Over time I learned how to sensewhere and when the maids were at. Even the ones that had that partialspell over me. This was a useful trick. It must be some elfish sixthsense. It was harder to sense my father. I figured that my father wasgone, off on.