"Hi, Mom!" Greg called out from behind the screen door.Anna groaned as she stared at her son's naked chest and belly. He stood there grinning at her-s...weaty, muscular, his cock almost sticking out of his soiled white gym shorts."Have fun on the last day?" Anna finally managed to say as she opened the door and walked into the living room."I always enjoy the last day. We played a few games of basketball to celebrate," Greg said brightly as he followed his mother into the kitchen.Anna couldn't see. She was gently massaging my balls and licking my morning hard on."Oh, my darling! What a way to wake up and realise my beloved is home."A chuckle and gentle squeeze of my prick! "I'd 've thought that after last night you would have already realised I was home." Now I'm awake, yes! But I haven't woken up to your ministrations for five weeks, my angel, and even then they were special so now they are special special." Didn't Morag do something for you?" Yes she did but she's not as accomplished as. Henri had told him and now thatthat fear was reduced, Paul began to actually enjoy working. Itcertainly beat what faced him back home. He still had to act as themaid, Madam Simms still insisted he practice his mannerisms and voice,and he had to listen to the taunts and suffer the humiliations of hisstepmother, aunt, and grandmother.Madam Simms noticed his change of mood and decided that a new indignityshould be forced upon him. Each night before he went to bed he had towatch an hour of gay porn. It was potentially difficult enough knowing that she’d be there, but I knew that she and Clifford were very curious about how these things were done.Friday night, I stopped off at my house, picked up Max and my overnight bag, and drove over to the girls for the weekend. It was getting to be a standard arrangement; with my daily commute my house was more convenient during the working week, but it was good to be at their place for a couple of nights. It was also essential for an early start.