You remember I promised that?”The boy lifted his head to make eye contact. “Yes,” he replied.“I’m working on that,” Avan continued, “but... it will take just a little more time. Not a lot of time. A few days. Is...Is that okay with you?”The boy shrugged.“Caci, I promise I won’t let you down. Remember, I was the one who got you cock in the first place, those nights you were in bed with your father and he fucked your mouth. And, I’ll set up the right situations for you and if you’re patient, you’ll. Both Ron and Marion had received multiple enemas before they were ass fucked, so neither had any dirty residue on their tools."Boy, I am exhaused." Debbie said. "24 hours of fucking is tiring. And, I need a good, strong cup of coffee. What do you say that we untie our slaves and make them serve us in the kitchen." Naw, we've got them as our slaves for another half hour," Bill replied. "I am in no hurry to become a bottom again. Let's leave them tied up for now until we decide if we want one. I knew I should not have, even while I was saying it. That I would regret it and resent it, but there didn't seem like any point in ruining both our nights and I am not going to go sit alone in a bar to watch Russell play. She argued a little bit but not very hard so I almost feel like she had it mind when she called. She says she is still going to try to find a sitter but I wonder how hard she will try if Aunt Marilyn will do it.They were having sex again next door. I felt stupid but I. Wordlessly, she stepped backwards into the shack, leaving the door open for him to enter.An unspoken, common need passed between them. They both needed someone and the strangeness of their lives restricted their hopes of finding a mate.He sat on his haunches and watched her as she slipped out of the cotton dress she was wearing, aware of the rush of adrenalin saturated blood pumping through her veins. He could sense the electrical charges as her brain worked frantically, but even more obvious.