"Thule shrugged, "They won't have time to be hanging around. They need to set up an operational plan for this sting and pull it off. And, they need to...do it fast. The Vandevoorts have so many friends that I don't expect those indictments to stay sealed forever."That was the end of conversation until they pulled into the driveway. Thule saw his old car up on ramps and Dawn's legs sticking out from under it. When she heard the car pull up, she emerged, dropped the wrench she was holding, and flew. Nasim sucked her breath as she saw her aunt Gulnaz bending forwards with her hands supported on the table. Her salwar down to her ankles and her kurta pulled up to her neck. Gulnaz's bra was pushed up. Her magnificent breasts were dangling down shaking wildly with each powerful thrust from her father who was fucking her from behind with his trousers gathered around his ankles.Shahnaz was not surprised but felt the familiar excitement witnessing the loveliest sight of her beautiful mother being. “Oh fuck!…. I’m gonna cum, don’t stop, fuck me James!” the girl howled out as her body shook and rattled like she was having a seizure, James watched on as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her mouth formed the perfect O shape as she succumbed to his big black cock, she savored the jaw-dropping high as James kept going with his upwards thrust, her pussy tightly gripping onto his drilling rod as it coated the black meat stick with her girl cum, this was by the far the longest and drawn. I looked at them and saw the first was for Mr. Bedwin, then one for Nancy Evans and the third, the biggest, had the memo line that said, ‘Merry Christmas to Stuart and Sarah.’ It was for $11,500!“Dad, we didn’t have anything to do with your ‘million-dollar house?’” I said, after Sari saw it and shrieked again.“The last couple of days have been extraordinary, and I suspect it had a lot to do with the two of you, so ‘Merry Christmas’ from your mother and me. She told me that money would be better.