A bulge in his pants began to form again as he quickly swam towards the three girls. He knew he wouldn’t have enough time to properly violate and f...ck each of them, so he decided instead to see and compare how each of their pussies tasted. Harry’s mouth watered at the thought of how great each them would taste, even the very young sister of Fleur, whose burgeoning body was already developing into a near replica of her older sister. Harry had never had the pleasure of tasting any of the three. But I'm not sure I like having it on yourhand, out in the open for everyone to see like that."Steven could understand her sentiments, and immediately stammered that hewould write on a piece of paper and never show it to anybody ever. Or hewould memorize it. Anything she wanted. "No, Steven. I don't want to runthe risk of you forgetting my number." Mary pretended to think for amoment before a wicked gleam filled her eyes. "I've got it," she smirkedand then her eyes suddenly went ice cold. "Why. “So, um...you want me to just do it right here or something?”“My, my, you’re in a hurry.” She leaned back and adjusted one of her boob straps, giving me a quick flash of nipple as she did. “Sit down, Paul, relax. Let’s get to know each other a little better before we jump to the main event.” She pushed a chair out for me with a high-heel clad foot. “Would you like a drink?”“No, I’m good,” I lied as I sat down, not sure if I should do anything about my hard-on. My step-mom seemed to be enjoying. . or ... hours ... or," he just shook his head again."Can we see her?" I asked."Not right now. We want her to rest, let the swelling subside and the head trauma stabilize. It's better if she is unconscious for now. It will give her a chance to heal. Perhaps tomorrow or Saturday," he said shrugging.I sank back in the chair, my hands covering my face. I felt my mother's hand on my arm as I thought about what had happened. I felt helpless. There was nothing I could do and it angered me that I was.