It was a kind of boarding school for miscreants. Since we both had advanced degrees and plenty of experience, he got us a chance to interview for the ...positions and we were accepted.We would be taking over as the “Headmaster” and “Dean” of the school. I would be the headmaster based on my experience in the military and as a leader and manager. My wife, who has the English degree and writing experience, would be the dean.After we moved into the house reserved for the headmaster of the school,. He hit her bottom again, the first with his palm then backhanded.I thought l had unloaded all my spunk into Aunty Eileen’s mouth but watching my mother being treated like that and hearing her obviously enjoying it was bringing me back close to orgasm again. I grabbed her head, forcing her hard against me, my cock pressing at the back of her throat.“Push it in hard son,” Bert said, smacking her again, “make her take it into her throat.”I could feel her struggling for breath, l released my grip. Everdeen."You know Corey, you've turned out to be a first rate assistant. How would you like to help me out with the wake tomorrow morning. I think it's time you started understanding the other aspects of the business. Eh?"For the first time today, I stop. Mr. Trotsky wants to give me more responsibilities? "Wow Mr. Trotsky, I'd be honored. Thank you." Pish posh." He waves me off. "You're a good girl Corey. Be here 9 A.M. and we'll get everything sorted." Yes sir, 'night."Cloud nine. That's the. Stretching and stifling a yawn Danni called “Yeah what is it?”“It is me, Melody, you asked to be called when it was close to two.”“Already?” Danni said looking with the sweetest smile at her partners.“Back to reality it is” she continued, untangling herself from the bed.“Why do you need to go?” Sarah asked, getting up as well.Josh turned to his back and looked wishfully at the two naked ladies.“Work, I need to be at the pleasure palace in an hour for an award hosting.”Sarah nodded in.