He hated living alone so was in no hurry to go back to his farmhouse in the hills. The bigger town Lucy lived in offered more entertainment. At least ...here was cable TV and the internet. She was in no hurry for him to leave either, needing the companionship of a man after living with one for more than thirty years.She wondered as she said goodnight to Orval if he remembered the family reunion out at the farm he still lived on where they skinny-dipped at the beaver pond and he was the second. Then its followed by the cock it came from , pushed deep into my throat and held there for a long long time..i manage to breathe around it and allow him to drain his muck into my neck before he withdraws and with a solid cock slap across my face he steps back into the shadows..with just a few seconds empty , my mouth then feels cock 2 touching my lips..i say to him to empty deep inside my throat which he declines at saying its going in my ass along with no 3's dose..its perfect lube for the. ” “Bye Emma, oh and bye Nina” he said. Great I thought. But I didn’t think about it for long. Not once Emma lifted the hairbrush. Not for a long time after she did that, and started to pound my bottom with it. What a change when Emma picked up the hairbrush. The hand spanks were like a picnic. Each spank was much harder than her hand, just like with Mum but as her hand spanks were so much harder so were her spanks with the hairbrush. When the hairbrush landed that first time I gasped. "The girls had some very eager questions about their new looks.I certainly wasn't going to explain. What I had already said - telling them in general that I was going to change their styles - was a useful first step in making the changes easier. It got them used to the idea, would make them easier to motivate later, and it even gained me some authority over the process. But it'd be a bad idea for me to be detailed about the changes, especially because the main change I wanted was to make both.