I checked my mirrors and reached to adjust the rearview but noticed Sharon Frowning at me and shaking her head slightly no. I looked closer and notice... I could see up her skirt and the G-string she had on today was even more revealing then the one she had on yesterday. She then tugged on her shirt presumably to cover more of her bare midriff but ended up exposing her Areola instead. I looked up to see if she knew what she had done and received a wicked nod and smile. Alright I said buckle up. After the early morning rush of people leaving for unknown destinations, quiet descended on the house again. The observers wondered why the house was so busy this early on a Saturday, but they didn't question their luck in having eliminated so many potential witnesses. Around 9:00 a neighbor come out of her house on the other side of the street, dressed in running clothes. She looked fit, and the occupants of the car watched her as she started to run, her muscles rippling and her tight buns. She was surprised. “Hi…” she responded. “Dennis.” I extended my hand. “Do I know you?” “No.” That got her thinking about whether she should pursue the conversation or not. She didn’t move so I knew she would. “Nadine.” We shook hands. “How’d it go in there?” I said. “Um…fine I guess?” I didn’t respond. I looked at her in a way that said I expected her to continue. “I mean I’m not pregnant so…” she gestured at nothing and nobody. “Congratulations,” I said. “On not having a child.” I laughed a. The three captives walked slowly into the next room, with Vic bringing up the rear. “We’ll start out nice and easy,” said Vic, “you, mom and pop, over to the sofa.” “You k**, take that big chair,” and they all moved to the places Vic had indicated. “Now momma, let’s see you give pops here some head!” Very slowly, almost in slow motion, Faye lowered he head into her husband’s lap and gingerly took his soft cock into her mouth. “Come on bitch, suck him harder,” Vic commanded! Faye Wells.