I tear open the condom and rolled it over my fully erect cock, feeling my sister's and mother's eyes on it.I grabbed my step mom by the waist and pull...d her closer to the edge of the bed, positioning her pussy right in front of my dick."Are you sure you want this?" I asked my mom looking at her."Fuck me Bryce" she answered. I could tell she wanted me bad.I gave the outside of her pussy a few rubs with the tip of my cock and then positioned it just below her shaved landing strip. I slowly pushed. This was scary, but very exciting. I pulled through and we chained the gate behind us, so it looked untouched.“I told you,” she said, “My Grandparents used to always do that with their gate. Most people won’t even check, if it looks locked.”“Well, that is very wonderful! Now we can tour the mine on our own schedule,” I said.“The buildings are probably all locked, but that never stopped me before,” she said with a chuckle.“Oh really,” I said as I turned and looked into her beautiful blue. It shines like a beacon from his eyes and I do believe it can cut through falsehoods like a knife through butter. He knows something happened, but most likely, he does not connect it to the bracelet. I wonder if he believes I placed him in a trance and hypnotically suggested the images he saw. Does he even know what hypnosis is? I do hope that he does not think I enchanted him. I hope his mother did not raise him to be superstitious, but who knows to what she attributed his facial deformity.. Standing,he moved toward a window where he looked out over the crafts hovering inthe parking lot, his jaw flexing and pulsing with anger.Max sat in his craft outside his stunning apartment, his mind still onwhat he would like to do to Parker Stockwell. His com buzzing in hispocket caused him to return to his senses. Breathing a sigh of relief, heaccepted the call. It was from Detective Tate."Max here..." He pulled it from his ear and pressed the speaker button."Max, we were able to get prints.