Oh, I know now. When I put my legs back down the bed was soaked. My bed is small so I couldn't just move to the other side. I had to get up and out of... bed and get something to cover it so that I could sleep. I ended up getting my flannel bottoms that I wear around the house when I am alone.I laid back down pressed my legs together tightly and felt my insides spasm. I do believe it wanted something inside of me. I guess I fall right to sleep because the next thing I know my alarm was going off. “Well Emily, you may gather your clothing and dress yourself before returning to your duties,” said Sir Edward with a smile. “Thank you Sir.” replied the housekeeper wasting little time in replacing her clothing, but as she gathered her hair to reform her bun, she paused to watch as Sir Edward beckoned Maya to stand before him and offered a hand to the thick, dark bush which surrounded the young woman’s vagina. As if mesmerised by the scene, the housekeeper watched intently as Sir Edward. Without giving her a second to adjust, he plunged into her rectum with two forceful thrusts! Before I could blink he was planted deep in her ass with his hefty balls covering her pink slit. Obviously, my brother could care less about her discomfort. He began driving his cock in and out fucking her with long, deep strokes. He called her his whore in between grunts. He told her how he was going to make her gape in the future and give her anal creampies. I don't think my mother understood what he. I wasn't really shocked, just shocked into remembrance. It'd been a few years since I'd been around Polly-in-the-flesh, as opposed to the Polly-of-anecdote. She'd always been family-famous for her direct and untempered bawdiness. But Polly's words coming straight from Polly's mouth had a whole different intonation then when whispered down the phone line second- or third-hand.The last time I'd seen her was at a cousin-of-sort's wedding. Some poor maiden great-aunt had made the miserable mistake.