"You did find them, didn't you, Paul? My little cocksucking daughter upstairs with her brother. Well, I found them too and figured if they're having t...eir fun, I was going to have mine. So, here we are." I was groaning now, it just felt so good. "You gettin' close, baby? Just go ahead and cum in your Aunt Deb's pussy whenever you want. This is your first time, right, honey? Am I you're first pussy?" "You're my first everything, so far, Aunt Deb. And it's wonderful." Oh, it was wonderful, my. They are going to keep coming, that much is clear, so we need to have a better strategy for dealing with this."What we are proposing is that we announce that you were killed in the last shooting, and have a burial, head stone, and funeral service. Let them celebrate having defeated their sworn enemy, and we'll give you a new identity going back to the cradle. It makes no sense for you to keep trying to live through their attacks."The good news is that we have arrested, and charged four agents. As with most businessmen today, we worked from our houses. As we entered our 'workspace', yet another sensor reported to 'The Company' and recorded the time we spent in productive work. Our wages were calculated and automatically deposited into our savings and 'debit' accounts on a daily basis. No more checks, no more money orders. All products were ordered from your personal communication device. Clothes were sized weekly by an electronic scan as you showered, making sure everything you wore. She fought to retain consciousness, her one chance to prevent this awful nightmare from happening to her. His tongue seemed to fill her mouth, brushing wetly around inside, and blocking the much-needed air necessary for the young blonde to remain conscious. His flesh smelled sweaty, strongly so in his lustful straining fury, and seemed to surround her, trapping her like a tiny flower in one huge meaty palm."No, no, I won't," she insisted, regaining a measure of her courage, "let me go this.