Several of the women looked up at Alan, then at the elder who was shaking his head yes. they all appeared within the confines of the sanctuary. Again...there was a lot of screaming and Fairixies scurrying to hide from him. Even with the Elder there, there were still too afraid to come out. Shaking his head and for the moment isolated, Alan stretched out his arms feeling the shield defenses. Pushing, he soon had them enlarged, next he began to expand the interior of the hide away, walking around. Sylvia nods, still writhing as the dog licks. Petra taunts on, whispering, “You want the big, bad, doggy, to fuck your pussy... ?”Sylvia gasps, struggling to control herself under the twin assault on her tits and pussy... “I don’t want to cum like this...” She whispers, pausing as she tries to ignore the pleasure... “I want to cum on his cock...”Petra smiles, pushes her face forward a little and gives our guest another wet kiss ... Then she shuffles herself backward and rolls the older lady off. Two young girls sat close. They watched. Two weeks before, they would have fled such an idea, but things had changed and so had their understanding.They were not ordinary girls. These were the man’s own daughters. Two other witnesses were Avan Volka, the man’s brother, and Xia Zan, a roundish Asian woman who toted a leather bag. They were acquaintances who lived apart in the nearby nation of i****tia.The daughters were pretty with petite features, aqua eyes, golden hair that wisped past their. “On the rocks, is ice cubes!”“That’s it, son.”“On the rocks. I will remember that, sir.”“Oh, before you go, Jeeves; will you get General Orlov for me?”“Who is that, sorr?”“Damn. Of course you wouldn’t know.” He thought. “He is teetotal; soft drinks only.”“What does that mean, sir?”“Dammit! I know: the man who was drinking lemonade!”“Oh, yes sir. The limonade man. Got you.”“Right. Fetch him here, please.”Jeeves left and returned to the main party, looking for the lemonade man. Spotting him,.