Ian was on his bed naked from the waist down wanking a hardon for all his worth. This was not what I expected. Ian stopped. “Mum go away. Please go ...way.” That was not an option. I went to his bedside and just pulled him to me hard against my chest and held him whilst he continued yelling at me to go. I didn’t and he slowly calmed down sobbing now at what must have been for him a betrayal of him and maybe even his father. Gradually his sobbing stopped as I relaxed slightly my hold on him. I lay. He tackled her to the floor and put his weight on top of her. She pushed and punched at him, but only had so much movement of her pinned upper body as his hand quickly wormed its way between her legs. She tried to squeeze them as tightly together as possible, but eventually his fingers slipped in. She screamed again as she was finger fucked, writhing to try to escape as his fingers quickly curled to her g-spot, rubbing mercilessly against it. "Fuck, stop it you fucker" she panted as he fingered. Shelley introduced us and we sat having coffee making small talk getting to know each other Themba was sat next to Shelley and when I looked across his hand was stroking her leg under the coat and I could Shelley had stockings on (as usual) Agrinette also saw and could barely take her eyes off so I suggested we finish and go somewhere a little quieter to which everybody agreed.We arrived at the house in 3 cars and made our way through to the sun room (large glassed in patio overlooking the pool. Mark did say that if they didn’t wish them to be visible, a glamour or ‘hide-me’ spell could be put on them. She agreed this wasn’t a bad idea either if they were busy with other work and didn’t wish to be accosted all of the time.She told Mark that Lady Marlene had visited her. She was very upset and wanted to know who put the spells on her house. Palene had told her that to her knowledge it wasn’t one of her people. Marlene didn’t mention Grace’s disappearance, but she did want to know where.