The girl was taken to it first and strapped in. By the time they had her secured, she had her legs spread wide, arms locked down behind her, eyes blin...folded and some sort of mouthpiece in that she couldn’t remove with her tongue. She could kiss, even tongue kiss, but couldn’t bite me. When she started to cuss at the people getting her locked into the device one of the woman hauled off to slap the shit out of the girl.Damn. Looks like the girl is about to cry. She doesn’t seem to know how to. Sean looked at their parents, but their tight expression told him there was more to the story. He was sure he would find out later. He looked back at Karri. “You look good, sis. Though, I might have to keep an eye on you.”Karri looked at him with her big blue eyes. They weren’t as dark as Sean’s or Anne’s but lighter like their dads. They were the first thing you noticed. She wasn’t as tall as him, but she still topped in at 180cm. She had let her hair grow longer, and it now sat halfway down. Everything around him smelled musky, like a million orgies had filled the office with their smells. Instead of objecting, Eric growled and ripped Noor’s top off. Her exposed tits rolled free, and Eric grabbed them with both hands. He gently rubbed against her nipples, while holding the rest of her tits in a firm, almost painful grip. Noor just mewled with pleasure, her face rapturous. As Eric moved his hands down her side, running his fingers along her toned stomach, Noor bucked under him,. Oh, nice, one of the company trucks. Just a big four door Ford F-150, but easy to get in and out of. She drove an old beat up Cavalier. Good thinking, Mindy, except, it still would have been fine. Her thoughtfulness, or planning, or something, is leaving a hell of an impression on me.“I thought this would be easier for you, so I brought it.” I smiled, causing her to.“Good thinking. I hope Jack didn’t give you a hard time.”“He recommended the truck. He said a Taurus from Protocol would have been.