Penny was on the edge of hysteria; Amber would be there to help.Sheriff Johnson rolled down the back alley, lights off, no siren or flashers. When he ...ot to a point where he could see the back parking lot he tripped a switch to kill the interior courtesy light and slipped out of his car. He’d pulled his 12 gauge riot gun from its holder. He slipped another half dozen rounds into his jacket pocket and very softly cycled the pump action to charge a live round into the breech. He touched the safe. We are both very happy and well balanced and we have each other to thank for this.Our physical contact started when we were both over eighteen; so we were consenting adults, aware of what we were doing. Nobody forced anybody.In our family, nudity was never a big deal. It was casual and accepted. So we were used to seeing each other in various states of undress without any silly feelings of shame or shyness.One day we were home alone as it happens some times. I took a shower and as I left the. She rolled over and the other guy grabbed her under her armpits and hauled her up until her head was hanging over the end of the mattress, making it easier for him to resume fucking her throat.Lenny grabbed her ankles and pushed them over her until her knees were on her shoulders, then once again, aimed his cock at her arsehole.Kathy still relished the pain that she got from Lenny’s cock, but in this position it was not as severe as it was doggy style.The two guys changed positions several. “I’ve always hated our British use of the term tights; makes me think of those horrible ribbed leggings that the girls wore at school in winter. I much prefer the word pantyhose and I really like these Pant-E-Hose,” I dropped the package on her desk.“As much as your penchant for hosiery is fascinating to you; I really have some important work to get on with,” mother sighed and indicated the doors.I took a step forward and closed in on my mother. I could see the fear in her eyes and smell her.