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Andrew entered the living room and looked at his girls. His Girls. He liked the sound of that. "Okay, everyone except Ellie and Mrs. Crabtree, go ahead and do what you would normally be doing today, if I need you, I'll let you know."

The ladies nodded, stood up and headed out of the house. Aaron gave him a wink as he passed by Andrew from the dining room, and his mother gave him a quick hug before heading upstairs. Andrew felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked back and saw Mrs. Crabtree with a concerned look on her face. "Why did you ask Ellie and I to stay?"

"I have an injustice to correct with Ellie. She has been waiting patiently and quietly for me to fully claim her as mine, and I have been ignoring her. It's time that I fixed that."

Mrs. Crabtree nodded and looked over towards her step-daughter. "Please be gentle, this is her first time."

As Andrew turned around and took Mrs. Crabtree in his arms, he looked her in the eyes and smiled. "I will, I have no reason to hurt her and every reason to ensure that she enjoys this as much as possible. Would it make you feel better if you were there to ensure that as well?"

She nodded, chewing on her bottom lip, partly from the closeness to Andrew, and partly from the question. "Yes please," she replied as her cheeks flushed slightly.

"You want to watch don't you?" Andrew teased her. "It turns you on, the thought of me making love to Ellie?"

Mrs. Crabtree blushed even deeper, looked down at the floor and nodding. "Yes," she replied with barely a whisper.

"Master," Maggie said in his mind. "She really is turned on by this; it's not something created by me, but a deeply buried desire that was able to rise to the surface because of my influence. She likes the thought of young girls having sex, and desires to watch you have sex with Ellie. She also has thoughts of some of Ellie and Lacey's friends. We'll need to keep an eye on her. She still wants to add many young girls to your harem, if only to watch you fuck them."

Andrew pulled Mrs. Crabtree further into his embrace, kissed her passionately on the lips and then whispered into her ear. "You can watch me make love to Ellie, and I will also do my best to let you be around when I claim other young girls. But who is added to the harem is my choice, no more surprises, or I won't let you watch anymore."

"Yes Master." She moaned as she gripped him tightly and rubbed her groin against his crotch. "Can I make one request?"

"I'm listening?"

"Master, I would really like to watch you add Ellie's Girl Scout troop. I made the suggestion earlier, and it was turned down by the others. But I really want, no, need, to watch you take them. I could not stop thinking about it during the last troop meeting. Every time I looked at those little darlings, all I could think of was you claiming them, and hearing their cute little voices moan in pleasure. I've been masturbating almost every night to the thought of you claiming all of them ever since."

Andrew felt himself growing hard at her suggestion, and from her writhing against him. "I'll think about it. How many girls are we talking about, and what ages?"

"Twelve girls, aged from 9-11 and occasionally the associated Daisy and Brownie troops join us, which would be about ten more girls ages 5-7 from the Daisies and six more 7-9 year-old girls from the Brownies. They are the younger sisters of most of the girls in Ellie's troop and a few other girls from the neighborhood. They meet with us, with their den mothers, about once a month."

"You want me to claim both groups and the other den mothers too?"

Mrs. Crabtree melted in his arms, her groin rubbed harder against his erection at the thought. He could feel the moistness of her panties through his pants. "God, yes. I'm so sorry, I don't know what has come over me, but that would be so hot. Watching you enjoy such young girls." She moaned quietly in his ear.