At this point, Charity's mind was in complete turmoil. This seemed more likeit belonged in the plot of one of her stories than in her aunt's bedroom o...a normal weeknight. Well, normal isn't exactly right, she thought. But thatwas about the only thought she could muster. Charity's eyes opened wide and her mouth opened to protest as she felt afinger traveling through the forbidden valley between the firm smooth globesof her bottom and then she emitted another squeal as the finger reached. I was tempted to empty it, but thought doing so might draw too much attention.What really provoked me, though, were the photos he had of a number of the sex parties they had held. Further probing revealed some video clips. At first I didn't have the stomach to view the all the photos and video. After a few more weeks of anger and jealousy gnawing at my stomach, I decided the way to get revenge against the rest of the bastards was to use those photos and video. I had to review them to select. We were enjoying the moment, it was such a horny sight. We could see the guys heavy balls hanging below his bum, but his cock wasn't visible, as it was no doubt rock hard and not visible.We stayed watching for a further five minutes or so, enjoying the scene in front of us and listening their passion. The woman opened her eyes and saw us, flicking us the briefest of smiles and went back to closing her eyes and enjoying her approaching orgasm. I moved my right hand around Sara and plunged my. She had been resting in the garden behind the mansion when she was jumped, and couldn't figure out why her mental powers hadn't alerted her to their approach. Nevertheless, she easily felled her attackers by first putting a telekinetic shield around herself, then using it to hit each Morlock with mental hammer blows. They finally realized the strength of the woman they'd attacked, and teleported back to the tunnels.Jean surveyed the tatters her clothes had been left in by the attack, then went.