Shaking my head I started down only to catch Theresa coming up looking a little lost.I stopped her, “are you alright?”She looked at me with a lost...look, “I did not know where to go or what to do.”I thought of all the children, “have you looked in on your daughters?”She gave me a sad smile, “they do not know me.”I made up my mind, “very well. Perhaps it is time to restore some order. Get with your sisters, as of right now your children and the other children I found are your responsibility. You. Moving further down, my nightgown was grabbed and suddenly pulled down. It tore and slid down to my knees. I heard a pair of scissors, then I felt the cold metal on my neck, slowly moving down. Along my collarbone, between my breasts, around my bellybutton and finally reaching my waist. With a few swift cuts I was then relived of my panties and what was left of my nightgown. Now, I was hanging from the tree bare naked, feeling the bark scratching my back and the cold air on my skin. Again,. Margaret gasped with pleasure as her son again nailed his huge cock into the welcoming tightness of her bowels. "Fuck my asshole, fuck my horny little asshole!" Henry started giving his mother the violent, deep ass fucking she needed. In and out his big cock sawed, fucking through the gripping, rubbery tightness of her shit tube. Henry panted on her shoulder, his balls painfully swollen with an early morning load of spunk. He fucked her tight asshole harder and harder, ramming. Humming a tune he had heard on his MP40 player, Jared carefully scrubbed himself free of the filth from Quadball. He laughed silently to himself as he washed what he liked to call his “lady killer” realizing all the while that he really couldn’t satisfy a bat. As he continued cleaning, he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him. Silently, a foul-smelling cloth was placed over his nose and mouth. “HEY, what the-” he cried muffled as the cloth permeated his subconscious, rendering him.