Being able to lock a door again made her chin quiver and eyes fill. That hateful old woman had removed all the locks in the house so she could keep an...eye on things. That's what she'd said, anyway, but the truth was the three boys had made her life hell by barging in on her constantly.They spied on her, felt her up, stole her panties, and laughed the whole time like it was funny. Di resorted to hiding her things, but she was outnumbered and couldn't fight back. It got so bad she finally stopped. Below her flat stomach was a triangular patch of brown hair, same colour as mine, and matching her own crowning glory which fell in soft, shiny waves across her shoulders. At the base of the triangle, the slit hiding her private parts was still tightly closed, but, I thought, not for long.My cock had stiffened and was now rigid. I was tempted to handle it, but restrained myself, instead shuffling forward on my knees until I could bring my mouth close enough to lick Claire’s vulva.She was. Jack, Drapper and Mathew hid in the stables, trying to avoid being caught up in all the activities. Drapper had never allowed the stables to become run down and dirty, so he didn't need to worry about Collins censoring eye.During all this time, MiLady hurried here and there, overseeing everything, she hummed to herself as she helped bake bread in the kitchen, smiled as she sprinkled fresh rose petals in the linen closets. Each morning she tended to the gardens, watching as they came to life. I put my hand all over her as if calming her down, she did not mind my hands on her body.As the day passed by she is becoming close to me she comes to my flat by 9 am and stays in my flat till 7pm. I also come from office by 2pm, we used to enjoy watching TV, movies, restaurants, long drives and she even came out for long drive at mid night after everyone sleep at home at night time. I also gifted her dresses. She gives me a good hugs and she does not mind my hand on her body. But she never.