" Don't jump to conclusions," John cut me off, "Now, tell me, and be honest, would you forgive Patty fucking some other guy if in return she learned t... be obedient and subservient just like Susan?" Well, yeah, I guess..." No guessing, Steve. You have to be 100% dead certain – one way or the other." Yeah, I would forgive her if she were like Susan and stayed that way." Well, I've got good news and bad news, Steve. Susan and I have spent the last four months teaching your Patty how to be obedient. ’, and he finally went away right after I got here.’ ‘Sounds consistent.’ I said. ‘Nash, one more guess before we bring the crowbar down?’ ‘Captain Ross is right, sir.’ Nash said. ‘It’s not as it seems to be, but I can’t think of the word for it.’ I said ‘How about the word… ‘staged’?’ Four pairs of eyes lit up. ‘Of course.’ said Tanya. She whirled and went to the door. ‘So instead of Sharples’s bogus theory, let’s just say the perp comes in the door very quietly. Jennifer is getting banged by. FIL also was lying her for her sometime as she was slowly coming from her orgasm.Then after few minutes,FIL mounted off her.His erect cock was dripping with blood and her cunt juices.He took her cheap white cotton panty and rubbed it clean.(He later kept that panty for himself as a trophy).But he has not had an orgasm yet and he had the ability to delay his orgasm well.He pulled the already tired Omana and made her stand on her fours.He stood near the edge of the bed and started fucking her in. , again with appropriately colored heels. A few were unabashedlynaked, though they still had heels (this time matching their hair color). Beautyand coordinated footwear appeared to be their two common features. Seated at the harpsichord was a woman somewhat older than the others, butat least as beautiful as any of them. She had astonishingly bright red hair.She wore a spotless white mini-dress, with white pumps. As if on a signal, the harpsichord stopped its tinkling. The dazzling womanlooked.