Curled up in a tiny ball. He lifted his arm and Miranda slid in closer her hand lying on his stomach with a happy sigh. Seven years away had changed s...o much. He still found it hard to find the words. To not say things without thinking but he was no longer obsessed, though then again seven years of being a demented pervert that made him hate himself. He doubted he would have done this for anyone but Rachel. For anyone else he would not have had the strength. He knew from Carl that she was. ??The beatings became more and more inventive on the bitch’s part. Once she decided to beat me standing up while I was nude and ordered me to run in place while she was doing it. This, of course, made my tits bobble and jerk up and down, much to the enjoyment of both boys. The smile on her face at the time told me she was having fun, too.??Another time she had me do jumping jacks, with the instruction I was to spread my legs as far apart as possible on the downswing. Her goal was to see if. Now the question was should I stop till he settles down again, or carry on now he has clearly seen me fingering the wife? What would Jayne say if she knew? I decided to be a gentleman and stopped. I whispered to Jayne we had been seen playing by the guy next door and his mates a cross the way, and was greeted with a “OK”.He flopped back on his towel in disappointment. His mates now had grown a set of balls and moved closer. One still in trunks, but pulled down low into his pubic hair, the other. She continued to squat between my legs and looked as if she was getting upset. I think it was the fact that I was totally hard; I didn't give her that "satisfied" look catering to her own ego. Her hands were already on my knees so she slowly ran them up my legs and grabbed my boxers and slid them off allowing her to see what I look like complete naked and hard. She looked me in the eyes, looked at my dick and shook her head in displeasure. Then she went to work and wanted me to nut quickly.