We crept through the small entry into the hollow of the tree, and kissed most passionately, our tongues entwining, mine winning and exploring the roof...of your mouth. I nibbled your lips, sucking each one into my mouth sensually as your pelvis pressed against me, bringing back the erection that had started to fade as we explored the tree. I reached behind you, holding the small of your back and pressed my pelvis back to you, showing you what you were doing to my cock. You drew back slightly, and. He then took out some rope and tied theunconscious Claire up and blindfolded her."We wouldn't want you waking up now when Claire is out doing her shoppingnow would we?"The fake Claire located the real Claire's handbag and added sort out thepurse. There was only about ?15 in it and her cards that he didn't knowthe pin numbers for, so he when into his carrier and pulled out his owncard putting it into her purse.To all the rest of the street it looked like Claire Hughes was going outfor a Saturday. "Bye son," said Helen."So, Christmas is going to be busy," said Anne to Helen."Will be nice to have all the family in one place," said Helen.Anne then went and told the girls the news."So we'll finally meet our uncle," said Sandra. Sandra and Jessica spent the days as normal, playing with their dollsand practising styling each others hair. Jessica was almost going as faras to use a ruler to check if her hair had grown any further. Anne toldher for the umpteenth time to be patient. She at least. Irene moved her lips around, exploring the delicate folds of her daughters teenage cunt while her ass squeezed hard on my invading cock. I stroked harder and faster, every rub of my cocks head against her bowels built the growing pressure in my balls. *Mark, are you staying on task?* sent Mary. *Sure,* I sent back to my wife. We could communicate telepathically, thanks to the Siyach spell. *Liar.* I could feel her amusement through the sending. *Whore you fucking right now?* Mary always seemed.