His window was open and the curtains drawn aside. The sun was going down. Charles didn't mind summer but he didn't want it to be too hot. Charles look...d back to his PC screen again.Charles was trying his best not to think about Ivy. Brady said she was bad news and Sam knew it from first-hand experience. Charles never asked his mom about the things he did and she probably forgave him for it, or else they wouldn't be living again in Constantinople's Lot.A part of Charles still had feelings for. It was bad enough to have all those nasty boys and girls sucking her blood all night, but now she had this blood seeking cult leader playing with her poopy hole. It was really too much. She hoped her ex-husband Ronald would never find out about this humiliation. He would be ecstatic to learn of her disgusting treatment by this band of basement dwellers.Even now, Marcy could feel her juices running down from her long-neglected pussy. The younger members seemed more interested in pricking her. “District Attorney Toro, is this how you run your jurisdiction?”“I didn’t think it would hurt to wait,” Miles offered dryly“Well, how about I call my boss and Barbara Wooten. I wonder what they’ll think.”“With all due respect,” the one who had not been introduced said.“Thank you! Who are you?”“Steve Kent. Attorney for the city.”“Thanks, Steve Kent. This is my trial and I say the suspect is picked up now. Do any of you have a problem with that?”“No, Theresa,” Miles reassured her. He looked at. Just strip her down for me and get her even hotter for my cock. Ted you get her good and hot. From now on when I am not around and youre with your black guys youre the sluts Master. Got that Ted. Be careful not to rip her clothes she still has to go home to that useless husband of hers. I dont want him knowing Mrs. Johnson is really an out of control slut. Im not going to support the bitch. I just want to fuck her and see her fucked and experiment on any new sex drugs we come up with. Yes.