Are you all right? Isabel?" Claire's concerned voice finally snapped Isabel out of her thoughtful trance."Claire... Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you m... mind was someplace else," she lowered her head, vainly trying to hide the blush that colored her features.Claire watched the girl's dark eyes until she hung her head and shrugged. Then she brushed a strand of errant hair from the fruit laden girls face before saying, "And just where was this someplace else? From the look on your face it seemed. ."I cut him off. "Gerald raped Sally H___ last fall. That's why she left school. He just got through trying to choke me, just an hour ago. How can a deacon tolerate a son who does those things?"I had no idea why Sally had left school, nor did I have any evidence against Gerald regarding any other offenses. Too bad about the Ninth Commandment.Still, my little show ha its intended effect. Other kids came up and recited Gerald's abuses.Mr C's face grew a florid shade; and after a moment he. "With that his cock became fully hard and Carol began slowly squeezing the shaft and running her hand up and down over the bulging head. Tracey didn't bother getting dressed walking naked to her son's bedside and slipping three fingers between her dripping cunt lips."Look at your mummy's big boobies and lovely big patch of cunt hair," Carol hissed into Allan's ear. "Would you like her to sit on your cock and drain all of your cum into her hot box?" "He can't, Tracey said "I'm not on the Pill. I felt a familiar long lost lustful watering sensation in my mouth. I helped Mark arrange himself while slowly fisting the still silent Em. I saw a raw pain in her eyes as I reached for the long, thick shaft. This would never do. I drew my hand gently from captivity and chose a bandanna."Head up, Lady Margaret," I said firmly."Yes Mistress," she whispered.I tied the bandanna over her eyes. Her head sank back and so did my fist."That should do the trick," I said, and with a hungry lunge at.