It seemed as if he was using her for his own means and forcing her to do things and by the look on her face she was not enjoying it. He also used to b...nd her over his knee and spank her and I know she didn’t like it as there were tears in her eyes. That said my father was an old Victorian who demanded his ways were adhered to and didn’t listen to others and had an attitude that he was always right.This went on for a while and sometimes I didn’t want to watch as I didn’t want to see my mum in. Then i asked what she pointed on the name plate which showed ladies which i dint notice so i blushed and moved away and that whole day she started teasing me alot i after sometime started to reply back and also push her in such pushing i used to rub her sides of her boobs or hip or shoulders at timesOn that day night i got a msg from an unknown number i replied who its then i got a reply enti darling appudey nanu marichipoyava to which i called it a girl lifted it and started laughing then i. You really like you some cock.”She moaned affirmatively and returned to bobbing her head up and down his erection. He interlaced his fingers in her hair and softly helped her. After a few minutes, she paused and he decided he needed to fuck her. He leaned down and guided her by her shoulders down to the couch.“I've got rubbers in my purse,” she offered.“Heh heh don't think they'd fit me.”“Do you have any?”“Nah,” he lied, prepared to go look and “find” them if she insisted. She looked at his. He heard a sound behind him and without turning said, “It’s beautiful, isn’t it, darling?”“I’m not your darling,” said a male voice, “but for what it’s worth, it is beautiful.” Keith began to spin around, but the voice halted him. “Keep that thing pointed away until you’re finished, if you don’t mind.” Keith zipped himself up and then turned to face the newcomer.“Who are you?” Keith asked.“I’m your secret Santa,” the man said. The voice was even and cultured, and creepily smooth. The flashlight.