I was so nervous. Later in the day we ran into each other in the break-room while I was getting coffee she asked me in a soft low voice "So did you li...e my car?" I replied and told her it was a great car I would have to run more errands in it more often. She then asked me "Did you like my gym bag too?" I answered and told her I don't know what she's talking about. She said " I went through my bag in the ladies room and there was some slimy white stuff on my panties" I said oh Wow?! Nervous as. Do you? As for Katie here... she came of her own accord and offered herself... just as you intended to do, eh? And if I remember right... wasn't that to save your Gil from prison, Mrs. Martin... or may I call you Jan?"Jan couldn't speak. She could only stare at her beautiful blonde daughter who was squirming and twisting sensually on the floor while her small hand had plunged between the lips of her moist, feverish pussy to caress and massage it furiously, the venereal desire that her tormentor. Their attackers had left them about fifteen minutes before. Now Madeleine could hear the sound of Celia's car returning as she and Angela got back from the pub. Madeleine first thought she should try to attract their attention; then feared that it would only warn their attacker; then that Celia and Angela represented their only hope of freedom. And where was Penny? Had she been seized as well or had she somehow managed to escape?The slamming of Angela's car doors told Madeleine that if she was. When she began to cry out, begging him to go harder and faster, he had put her face into one of his pillows. He had to admit she was not only a good lover, but a very active and loud lover. Carrying the sheets to the laundry room, he remembered how exceptionally beautiful the view was of her ass. He had always been an ass man, but had never seen one that excited him to the extent she did. The picture in his mind of her fingers clawing at the sheets as he pounded her ran a chill through his.