Jessica Philpott continued to stand at the doorway with her mouth agape and the remaining pan dangling precariously from one of her fingers. “Dear g...aaawwwd! What’s happening? Are you all right? Were you raped?”“I’m okay, Mrs. Philpott,” replied Faith. She wasn’t sure what to say but she knew that she couldn’t let her neighbor call the police.Finally, Jess Philpott was able to move. “Let me get you down from there. And get you covered up. You poor girl.”“Thank you, Mrs. Philpott,” said Faith.. "The contact was complaining, "You know the Secret Service budget has been hurt lately. Homeland is being stingy again. The Ops budget hasn't been touched and we did get somewhat of an increase, but we're still fairly tight." The contact said, "I'll bring a bunch of the more experienced Ops men together to get this one. You should be around to advise them, but I know that's how you become involved." Not right now, and not for a while. Keep my personal obligations and my family in mind. It's. Slowing down my thrusts I grab a handful of Sarah’s hair and pull her head back to me so her body made an ‘S’ shape, bent over the counter at her hips, but pulled up from her core so the counter made a forty-five degree angle with her torso and her head jets back over her ass. Lowering my head I take on one of hers ears in my mouth and suck. As Sarah let’s put a forced moan I release her ear and whisper “Yeah, you like that, don’t you slut?! Well you’ll enjoy this more!” before thrusting as. Let's just say they don't like loose ends." So, why don't you just call them?" I do that and I might look like a loose end."Zach thought for a minute."Your family's rich, why don't you ask them for the money?"Ty grimaced."Right now I'm on a short leash with the family. Asking them for 700k would put them over the edge." Seven hundred thousand?" Zach exclaimed."Yeah, we aren't talking chump change. So what's it going to be, your family or the slut that screwed you over?"Zach silently glared at.