Now, clean it up!”
‘But Mummy, I don’t want to.’
‘Don’t make me smack you!’
‘Charlie’ stuck out his tongue and move it closer to Rachel’s vagina, now slowly leaking his own semen. Charlie been good!’ asked Charles pathetically. ‘Maybe you should attend to Mr Fowler, sweetie?’ instructed Samantha. Six hands can work fifty percent faster than four.’
As he finished the remaining spoonful’s of food, the Colonel’s statement trudged through the muddy field of Gary’s brain until it visibly landed with a squelch, a fact noticed by the newcomer. ‘Fuck, that feels, fuck that feels…’
‘Good? ‘…iggle, iggle…’ Continued Samantha. The nipples are becoming pronounced under stimulation. ‘No, no,’ protested Deborah, ‘you can’t!’
Uncle Charles slowly closed the distance on the now nervous young lady, ‘Can’t what?’ he asked. ———————————————————————————-
The visitation ended for Gary, with Deborah being aided out of the cellar by her cousin and Samantha unceremoniously stuffing her breasts back into her swimwear and clip clopping up the steps.
