Sally was delightful and he had never felt so unreserved andunrestrained as he did in her company.They had tea together at a stylish tea house and nat...ered away like oldfriends.They stopped at an up-market hairdressers and had William's hair styledinto a classic bob with highlights. They both approved the coiffure andWilliam tipped the hairdresser five quid.William had an intrinsic sense of style and grace. Sally was impressedwith his forethought and appreciation of what suited and fitted. She maneuvered them into position in spite of Bailey twisting her neck, locked Bailey’s head in place and ran a strap across the struggling woman’s forehead. Now the only things Bailey could see were the floor, ceiling and screen. ‘Please just let me go,’ Bailey cried, tears working their way down her cheeks. ‘Please let me up, I’ll just walk out and I won’t go to the cops, really. Just let me out, please!’ ‘Sorry, hon, can’t do that.’ Bailey heard a click behind her, a sound like a tiny. "I don't care if he is your uncle. I hate him more than I hate anyone else in the world."He was surprised at her reaction. He thought she might try and defend him, but instead, she said nothing for a moment."I don't really care for him all that much myself," she said finally. "And judging from what I know about him, I don't like the way he'll be treating your mother. We women have to stick together, you know."He didn't quite know what to make of what she said, but he did know he liked hearing. I knew they were both close to an orgasm and I pinched their nipples to see if that would put them over the top. Sara began flooding me with her sweet juices, then Cindy began screaming. My sperm seemed to gush into my darling like a hydrant! Damn, she felt exquisite.Both of my girls collapsed into my arms panting, one on either side. I divided my time in kissing them both long and lovingly.Sara relaxed there limply for a few minutes, then she asked, "Would you two like to hear a mind blowing.