Apparently two hours was the magic time for Sam because her hips started to come off the cushioning to meet my hand as it run up and down her slit, fr...m just very gently touching her hooded and still hidden clit all the way to her tiny puckered little arsehole as she had directed me to do. I didn't quite work out just how much of an effect this long slow build up had achieved until I sucked one nipple into her mouth while rubbing her arsehole with the juices from her pussy when Samantha. "We're going to fuck you hard. Such a nice body like yours was made for fucking." "Please let me go, please," shebegged, the two men continuing to fondle her half naked body. "Release her arms," the leadertold the other one. "Thank you, thank you," jubilantthat she was going to be released, not understanding why, just happy that shewas. Her jubilance was short-lived. The leader reached down and started strokingher naked legs as the other fumbled with the tight rope behind her. He ranhis hands. Chuckling to myself I continued to load and reload empty or not so empty shelves all the while people opening and closing the glass doors all wide eyed. Interestingly I discovered people couldn’t see me or even hear me back there. Loading a middle set of shelves two small figures wearing bright red competition style one piece swim suits approached the cooler. Both standing directly in front of my glass door bobbing up and down on their toes arching cute bare feet, my eyes ran up firm muscular. We returned to our bundles of things sitting on the grass, and Pat and I used the transfer spell. We instantly vanished from the Grove and reappeared in the living room of my Parents' house."Hello! Is anyone home?" I called, and was answered seconds later by several voices."Michael?" a female voice asked."Patrick? Are you back?" a second female voice inquired. Our Mothers appeared from the kitchen right after that."We're so glad that... ?" they were saying, but stopped in stunned silence on.