And she got back on her hands and knees and crawled where she was told. She licked my upper thigh, sending chills down my legs. I felt my panties...being pulled down and quickly replaced with soft lips and a wet tougne. Her tougne searched and flicked until she found my clit. Good girl, oh my god, good girl, I started moaning. Make her cum! Be a good little slave girl and make mommy cum! I heard my boyfriend giving commands and it turned me on even more. Within minutes I was cumming all over. " seeming to quickly defend her choice. "I hope you don't mind." She said with a sly grin as she continued to dry her tight little body off. Uncle Jesse of course sat poolside and was clearly half tanked and half hard. His shorts were hiked up as he sat there and whenever she was getting in or out of the pool, the head of his cock would stick out the bottom of his shorts. He wasn't even trying to hide it. I know that he knew, but hell, this was not that abnormal for this family. I. After an hour of digging the shovel clanks down on a solid wood casket. When she opens the box up, she finds a desiccated man inside covered only in a shroud. Around his neck is a chain with a key on it.There it is. This was easy.Penelope reaches down for the key, taking it securely in her hand. When she goes to pull back though, a hand latches onto her wrists, holding it steadily in the air. The young witch yelps with surprise.“Why do you disturb my sleep?” the corpse says.“I ... I was told. Why don't you see if there is something else to drink while I discuss this with the other members of this group and see if we can't come up with a way to relieve your anxiety."The women milled around in twos and threes discussing what was obviously a big problem. Then, they poured some more wine and formed different groups looking for a consensus and a workable plan.Mary was completely drained by the telling of the story. Her life had been traumatically changed that night the pervert had come.