That wasn't personal funds. That money belonged to the farm. It was corporate assets. It was missing from the strong box and I know the state police w...nt to talk to you about it."Adam shot his friend a questioning glance. He had no idea what Sean was talking about, but Sean simply shook his head sadly and mouthed the word "later." I don't need any more trouble with the cops," Marcia said hurriedly. "It's why we came out here in the first place."Adam's throat went dry."Out here?" Adam asked. “Which one? Not the redhead?”“Not the redhead, try again!” I said.“That trainee, Kylie, she‘s got a crush on you, I know, the older one, the one with the tattoos, she is very sexy, but….”“Wrong on all counts, try again.” I told her. “No, if it wasn’t the tattooed one, then you’ve got me.”“Anouska!” I said.Her mouth dropped, surprise etched all over her face.“You are fucking joking me!” Julie said. “No joking!” “So come on tell me, tell me everything, and I do mean everything!”I told her, I told. I don't want to force you to do these things. I much rather that you do them on your own."I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Janice." However," she said, with an evil smile, "I can help 'encourage' you to do the right thing." Encourage? How?" You're still at my beck and call, right?" Yes..." Fine, lean over and touch your knees with your hands."I did as instructed. My panties pulled tight over my bottom.Janice opened up the side drawer of her desk and pulled out a wooden paddle. "Say. .and it made me hard. As the two men double penetrating my bride approached orgasm, I could feel my own semen coursing from my balls to the head of my dick. As they tightened up and rode her pussy and ass filling my wife with cum, I came in the bowl a second time. I heard Cynthia cry for more as they pulled out of her gaping holes. She had become a big-cock slut and a cum dumpster. As I slumped against the rail, I was vaguely aware of the other cucks draining their cum into the bowl as I had.