" Ruth said you would be and that I should ask," Gillian chuckled."That girl is frightening at times," I laughed."She's very special, Paul; you're a v...ery lucky man." I truly am," I replied. "I'll also bet she suggested it to Emma the day you arrived... , " I mused."No bet," giggled Gillian, "I wouldn't have put it past her."We did some more wandering after lunch before catching a return train and hence off to pick up the girls.Back home Emma came down when she heard us arrive looking a little. “Choose a flail,” Faoril ordered, her fingers tugging on her clit piercing. She loved playing with it now that it had healed. It was such torture for her on the voyage down the Tingul. We didn't have Sophia to use her magic.“Yes, Mistress,” Thyrna moaned, rising.My dick was hard. I removed my kilt, stroking my dick as I watched. Thyrna grabbed a flail made of black leather and studded with small rivets of steel. It would hurt a lot. She turned and handed it over to Faoril.Wind swirled through. " Honey what have you been doing with all the photos you've taken of your naked mom? You must by now have a trove of photos showing my ass, my tits and especially my pussy. What are you going to do with them?" I like to just browse through the many folders I have admiring my mother's finest features, I love seeing pictures of your naked body. I've put them on a flash drive that is password protected, so don't worry, they will never get in the wrong hands, no one will be able to see them." Are. We slowly satisfy our stomachs, while our sexy and naughty needs stay with us throughout all evening.We serve dessert of ice cream with some liquor running down the spines of lady tables on all fours.Them two tied between two trees for the final fucks of a long lasting naughty night and dayMy girls are sticky all over after our dinner. Slave Stella Maris licks us all clean, as I order her.My girls are curious for my final for them on my first day of rule. I ponder as Marina licks my S.M.My.