It was decided that Peter would take them, before work even if it did mean that they would be out at the farm early but picking them up next day would...be no problem. Thus, it was, on the Friday morning in the mists of dawn the three, appeared at the farm to be greeted by the maker, and his too sidekicks, who had been christened by Alice `see no & hear no!’ Peter was told to be back next day mid-afternoon, and off he went. The maker introducing himself to Gloria, saying he was charmed to meet. That had to be a pretty significant portion of the good Baron's men at arms that he would have available to him at the castle."Father?" a deep melodious voice said.I jumped and spun around. There was my Arch Angel. I hadn't called him to me. Interesting."Yes? I am a little busy right now," I told it, him. Arch Angel was definitely a he."I want to help you. I have been gathering information on this type of demon," Arch Angel told me."All right, what can you tell me about it?" I asked. Her mouth remained open as she convulsed on the sensation of the two hands still buried inside as the men adjusted their arms to the new angle. The men behind her now each took one arm with their free hands and held her in place as she now looking straight ahead at myself and Paul, her hips still bucking to the slight movements of the fingers and thumbs that remained inside her. Off of her open mouth rolled a mixture of cum and saliva and her tits hung out free and proud showing some red marks. I noticed that every so often she would look up towards the mirror and I'm sure she gave a smile. Surely she couldn't see me. The reflection in the mirror was at the wrong angle to her. Then she leaned forward to reach for something. As she laid back, I saw that she had a rubber looking penis in her hand. Ooooo fuck Mum, yeeea let me see you fucking yourself. Sure enough, she put it to her cunt and I watched it going deeper into her. She was still rubbing her clitty with the other hand. She.