I knew that all my dirty clothes from the week were cleaned, folded, pressed, and put away. This was another reason I wasn’t considering moving from... here anytime soon.Once the water was at the right temperature, I climbed in, stood under the stream and let it beat down on my tired, dirty, and achy body. I could see the dust and dirt run down into the drain while I processed all that has occurred to me. I got my hair wet and poured some shampoo into my hand. I massage it in as I thought about. A maid came in and brought her some food which she gratefully ate. At least this last session hadn't involved another enema she thought as she ate. She must be getting used to the whippings and paddlings she thought. She barely even felt the last one. Reaching around and feeling her scarred ass cheeks she could feel the heat though.After eating and carefully licking the last of the food from the plate with her long tongue she sat the dishes carefully on the tray and put them on the shelf to the. As he went downfor breakfast he had many questions in his mind but did know he needed toget into the cellar again. Maybe in there he would find the inspiration orsign to know what was what.His father came into the kitchen in his dressing gown to fix his ownbreakfast as he turned from the fridge towards the table the folds partedand Dave was treated to the sight of his dads cock. It had been a long timesince Dave had seen his dad naked but was now quite impressed by the lengthand thickness of. She giggled with delight as he struggled to cover up his cock, for company's sake. "Well, while you've been away, she's opened my eyes to a whole other world. A world I want to share with you." And then she grabbed Becca and spun her into a hot, passionate kiss. Her fingers were also joining Becca's, disappearing under the yellow dress. As they parted, she grabbed the sundress and yanked it over Becca's head, revealing young, supple tits as cream white as snow. His wife started sucking on the.