Ronnie sat right tight up against me, and we had a blanket over us, as did my Mother, and my Grandparents. Ronnie was drinking bottled beer that nigh...t, and every time he got close to empty, I would jump up and get him a new one, and ask if anyone else needed one. My uncle would often need one as well, so my lavishing attention upon my Ronnie didn't seem terribly unusual to anyone, I suppose, and if it did, everyone was too tired to care.Snuggled up to my Ronnie, with the blanket covering me,. I let one hand make a leisurely jouney down her belly, and onto her thigh, where it moved gently up towards her hairy snatch. Yes hairy. Carol had already taken her knickers off, and my hand brushed through the curls before quickly finding her wetness. Carol groaned as I pushed one, then two then three fingers into her, my thumb struggling at first, but eventually finding her tiny clit amongst the folds of labia. Carol all the while was moaning deeply, stroking my cock through the material. ’ ‘Then…why? Why did you constantly beat and defile people whose only wish was to serve your desires and needs? Why were you so desperate to treat your servants as sexual toys and strip away their honor? How can you justify what you did to them?’ ‘I can’t justify what I did them, Priestess. I just did it because it was what I enjoyed doing. That’s the only answer I can give you.’ The Priestess looked hard at the Grand Duchess. Anyia’s simple response, along with her subdued behavior,. Just before I blew my load, it all stopped. Only moments passed, but it seemed like hours.My head was raised and a pillow was placed gently under me so that I was now bent "facing" forward.The top of the panties was rolled down to liberate my very hard cock. The earphones were removed from my ears and my blindfold was removed. I opened my eyes and peering down at me was the angelic face of my wonderful wife. Her smile, eyes and face were flooded with love. I allowed myself a quick glance about.