Her family is very religious, you know. Sarah Ann would kill Betty if her daughter somehow got corrupted.”Kat rolled her eyes. “Jeez, Mom, can’t...I be nice to somebody without getting accused of something?”“OK, fine,” said Samantha, moderating her tone. “You just better not be thinking what I think you’re thinking.”After the meal Kat and Kelly had been planning to attend a party that a friend from school was throwing. J.J. was more than willing to join them, but Sally was hesitant. After some. We left both doors standing wide open and took the stairs headed down. The cellar appeared to be divided by a single wall with a single door opening to the other side. The side we were on appeared to be a vast storage area loaded with boxes and bales of many things, none of use to us at the moment.There was light down here, though it was dim, and we could see for hundreds of feet in two directions. That was the general storage area. The other two directions were blocked by the wall we just came. Charlotte had not raised the subject again. I know now that shehad been trying to persuade me not to be so macho and to allow her toshare in the decision-making but I thought that I ruled the house and mywife and daughters were there to do my bidding.Last time we had travelled there my feet had blown up like footballs aswe reached Les Landes and it felt like I was wearing really tight socks. I looked at my feet, they were bare but really, really swollen. I spenta day in bed when we got there. I felt vulnerable, with my buttocks completely exposed…Then he started to lube my tight asshole before stretching it with a huge dildo.My heart was pounding very quickly now and I felt my cunt was dripping wetJerome laughed and he said now I was to get what I deserved…I was waiting to be wildly fucked by my Black Master cock; but then I heard the motel room door open and footsteps as a few people entered the place. I could not see anything through the blindfold. All I could feel was my asshole.