We ate outside on the back deck each had a couple of beers before moving inside to escape from the mosquitos. Once inside we each took a quick shower ...nd gathered in the living room. Given that the house was at least 200 years old it had no air conditioning so our usual routine was to watch TV under the ceiling fan in our boxers. That night was no different, except for the knowledge of what Uncle Joe was covering behind the blue striped cotton of his shorts. I couldn’t help but sneak peeks at. I wake up and crawl from my room to the bathroom at the end of the hall in the basement. Cameras watch my every move, so trying to cheat by walking (ever) is a no-no. The punishment is far worse than the crime, so I am always obedient. In the bathroom I administer several enemas, being sure to expel all the nasty waste from my bowels so that my boi-pussy is perfectly clean and acceptable. I am allowed to stand and shower, and I must always shave everything to perfection. I am in the process of. She was amazing; I could feel my pussy was going wet.Victor dropped his jaw when he saw her; he woke up from the sofa, not taking his eyes from her body“What would my good old friend Peter if he could see you now, Cecilia?” he asked in a low voice.“Your good old friend Peter is not here, right??” she answered, letting the night gown fall at her feet.Cecilia turned back and went directly to the stairs, moving her round perfect hips very slowly. She was so fucking sensual sometimes…I run to hide. I put my dick back inside her and we fell asleep with me still buried in her. I awoke feeling her warm wet lips sucking my mushroom head. Her feet were at my face and I had a beautiful view of her tight ass. I kissed and sucked her toes, not knowing if she liked that or not. Her toes curled in my mouth and I heard a soft sigh as she worked on my now erect cock. She gently held my balls in her hand as she stroked the shaft and sucked the precum from the head. I massaged her soft feet and toes as.