She caught a whiff of Doreen's excited cunt--the raw, inflamed slit smelled strongly of hot, lusty sex--and she wondered if she were supposed to avoid...touching her lips and tongue to that flavorful crevice. She need not have worried; she could not keep her lips away from her son's thick cock and, in licking him, she could not avoid occasionally also touching Doreen's steaming pussy.She had her mouth poised and waiting when Jack's cock slipped out of her friend's cunt for the second time and. ??Let?s see, we have made a chair, a desk, a coffee table, a lamp?we even crafteda nice couch for you out of a couple of girls you brought in?, Jerry stated,reading from the contents of the manila folder he carried. ?We are even makinga statue for you. What else could you want??The girl?s eyes grew wide with Jerry?s utterances. She tugged at her bindings,her attempted screams issuing forth like a ragged voiced seagull.?Art?, answered the man. ?I have furniture, but no art for my wall.??She. Coming to an aged oak tree she had a sudden urge to climb into it’s low heavy branches. It seemed beckon her as a refuge. She clambered into it and sat astride a broad bough; deep within its foliage.Then after a short while she was startled by Guy’s voice!“It seems it’s our destiny to be drawn together young Shelia.”“Mr Guy! Where did you come from?”“Well ... this has been my secret escape place since I was a lad; a place I come and figure things out; and I think you felt the same when you. Peter ran back over, butfound that Melissa was actually crying."They were so mean," she sobbed. She looked at Peter. "Am I ever likethat to you?"Peter looked to the ground. "You did make me cry a few times."Melissa sniffled. "I'm not going to do that again."Angela patted Melissa on the back. "Are you okay?"The fairy nodded. "Yeah. Come on, I want to get more candy!"After the two hours of Trick-or-Treating, the tree of them walked backto Angela's house. Neither of their parents were going to be.